The songs lyrics. Written in 1970
Ceilings crash the walls collapse broken by the lies
That your misfortune brought upon us
I went your way ten years ago and I’ve got nothing to say
” Well Nothing has changed “.
Ceilings crash the walls collapse broken by the lies
That your misfortune brought upon us
I went your way ten years ago and I’ve got nothing to say
From then Nam, to now Iraq & Afghanistan.
My God we learned nothing.
Ceilings crash the walls collapse broken by the lies
END THE F’N BROKEN RECORD ALREADY.
Ian Anderson wrote this song as a Mysticism, he wanted people to look to themselves for the answers and not to look to those in some spotlight for they themselves have no answers for them. But it also rang of society’s failures. And sadly listening to the lyrics today are like haunting relics from history repeating itself only to be brought on again by the same fools as before.
“I went your way ten years ago and I’ve got nothing to say
Nothing to say nothing to say”
We are no wiser now then we were before. And to me it’s a crying shame.
“Nothing to Say”
Every day there’s someone asking,
“What is there to do?
Should I love or should I fight?
Is it all the same to you?”
“No,” I say, “I have the answer,
Proven to be true.
But if I were to share it with you,
You would stand to gain and I to lose.”
Oh, I couldn’t bear it, so I’ve got nothing to say
Nothing to say nothing to say
Every morning pressure forming all around my eyes.
Ceilings crash the walls collapse broken by the lies
That your misfortune brought upon us
And I won’t disguise them.
So don’t ask me will I explain
I won’t even begin to tell you why.
No, just because I have a name well I’ve got nothing to say
Nothing to say nothing to say
Climb a tower of freedom paint your own deceiving sign
It’s not my part to criticize or to ask you to be blind
To your own pressing problem and the [heat] you must unwind
And ask of me no answer there is none that I could give you wouldn’t find
I went your way ten years ago and I’ve got nothing to say
Nothing to say nothing to say
Nothing, nothing to say
Nothing, nothing to say
Nothing, nothing to say, nothing to say
Nothing, nothing to say, nothing to say
Nothing, nothing to say
Listening to this song tonight rang like a bitter taste that all of us can’t seem to shake and if we did, could still never find our way. Because we’re too busy continuously repeating our mistakes. We are still seeking, yet still ramming our heads into concrete.
Never learning, thus never finding.
For wars or for that matter life in general.
But only my analogy.
What the hell do I know.
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