Anderson/Howe/Squire/White
September 11, 2001
Don’t be so cruel hurting yourself
Don’t be so greedy making it bad
Don’t be so dark echoing out
Don’t spend the day waiting for me
After all you didn’t have to do it
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that grace appear
Part I
Run down a street
Where the glass shows
That summer has gone
Age, in the doorways
Resenting the pace of the dawn.
All of them standing in line
All of them waiting for time.
From time, the great healer,
I once knew a sweet young girl;
Her body was her world of love,
Her laughter was as happiness is.
Of all the times I treasure this.
And on a day we will remember,
On a clear day we will love forever.
I once knew a sweet young dream,
Julie’s sick and tired of her job n’ all the reasons lately
She took it out on God and laid her soul to hell and let the baby
die
Julie’s child was born without a need or a reason for being
She took it as a message from a real and a distant life
In her white lace, you could clearly see the lady sadly looking.
Saying that sheâd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain. I get up,
I get down,
I get up,
I get down.
Two million people barely satisfy.
Standing here on sacred ground
Some days it’s a mad world let it be
Words of promise fill the air, empty voices
How long have we waited?
And every time I hold your hand
You bring to me this promised land
I live for you, this promised land
Get the fire, as the flame it burns,
Get the wind as it slowly turns.
Get the earth as it circles by,
Get the sky see creation fly.
This point of living;
This point of giving;
This chance of living,
Has got to be known.
Could be
Who knows?
There something due any day
I will know right away
Soon as it shows
It may come cannon-ballin* down from the sky
Gleam in its eye
Bright as a rose
Who knows?
It*s only just out of reach
Down a block, on the beach
(Anderson / Howe / Wakeman / Bruford / Bacon)
In 1954 the British Government, in order to maintain the balance
of power between East and West, exploded their first atom bomb at
Woomera. They failed to contact all of the Aborigine peoples at