well i thought that
we all cared about peace
and i thought that
we'd all cry about love and loss
and i thought that
we were somehow holding on
but i'm just standing here

no one should have to
live all of their life on their own
no one should have to
live all of their life on the

every time i think about
what i can do
it just slips away
and every time i think that
we can make things work
well it just slips away
and i turn on the news
and there's always some dude
who's relentlessly bringing me

Dragi blogeri,

ovome nisam mogao da odolim, a da ne podelim sa vama jedan muzicki spot.

Za mene je fascinantan.

Uradio ga je Jesse Dylan, sin Boba Dylana, a na spotu nastupaju: will.i.am, the Black Eyed Peas', Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Herbie Hancock, Scarlett Johansson i John Legend...

Evo clanka iz Globe and Maila:

POLITICAL MUSIC: OBAMA AND THE BLACK EYED PEAS

BRAD WHEELER

February 7, 2008

Not since General Douglas MacArthur's retreat from the Philippines have the words of the defeated offered so much hope. In an impassioned concession

Can you see the working classes
Trudging through their days
Time goes slowly when you're only waiting
Till the sun turns black

Can you see the wise man simply
Living, loving quietly
Every breath he takes eternity
Till the sun turns black

I'd like to buy a good
Used paperbacked living bible
And I've got some things
That I'd like to put on out there
Like a pony cart and an old bird bath
A kitchen sink and a rocking chair
You can turn me on
Almost any day at noon

Hey I'd like to put on
A four month old rat terrier pup
I think he's a male
And he's marked up pretty and
everything
This woman's got some goats
But his feets never been on the ground
You can just buy one
Or you can have the whole heard

Yeah I'd like to find
A

Stay out super late tonight, picking apples, making pies, put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us, we're half-awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city, with our diamond slippers on, do our gay ballet on ice, bluebirds on our shoulders, we're half-awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out say goodnight, no thinking for a little while, lets not try to figure out everything at once, It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky, we're half-awake in a fake empire

we're

Erase the facts the shit was flyin' outta the window. I painted blue. I paint the whole room

When its time to get in trouble we know just what to do

the screen door swayin'.now baby gimme something to live for, I been a fool, I been a fool. no revelations in the water, no tears into the booze

In pains the floor, the worried people shaking the whole house,  I take it back, I take it all back

the regret thats got us sayin'. the hounds upon the tracks. and always in time, I'm never looking over my shoulder, I sing to you, I sing it to you

keeping heads above