We want freedom of speech
But we all talking at the same time
We say we want peace
But nobody wants to change their own mind
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand years
What language are your tears?
Everybody wants to live the life of kings and queens
But nobody want to stay and plow the fields
Everybody want to tell their neighbors how to live
But nobody wants to list to how they feel
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand years
What language are your tears?
But what I dot to say right now no more time is
Is your love enough, is your love enough, is your love enough?
Or could you love some more?
And it goes on and on and on
For a thousand years
What language are your tears?
What language do you cry in?
What language do you dance in?
What language do you make romance in?
What language do you make love in?
What language to do you pray to the Above in?
What language are your fears?
What language are your tears?
I currently have a post on www.mormonmentality.org titled "Choose Ye This Day" (I posted it here on this blog too) I credit this song (Michael Franti & Spearhead) for prompting my thoughts.
"Everybody wants to tell their neighbors how to live
But nobody wants to listen to how they feel"
There you have it. What more needs to be said?
I love this song. I'm going to have to find some of his stuff. Maybe I'll ask DH for some of it for Christmas or something. Anyway, it's funny that you were talking about this, because I approached the same subject from a slightly different angle on my blog just the other day. I've wondered when we're really going to be able to practice what we preach about love and tolerance. I hope we're able to catch on in the near future.
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