The laws of chance, strange as it seems,
Take us exactly where we most likely need to be
[David Byrne]

sexta-feira, 3 de setembro de 2004

Ossétia do Norte

...some children are still being held, as pitched battles continue between troops and hostage-takers...near the scene, news footage showed dead bodies of children on stretchers.
All babies are born saying God's name
Over and over,
All born singing God's name
All babies are flown from the Universe
From there they're lifted by the hands of angels
God gives them the stars to use as ladders
She hears their calls
She is mother and father
All babies are born out of great pain
Over and over,
All born into great pain
All babies are crying
For no-one remembers God's name
(Sinead O'Connor, «All Babies»)
[pois é, esta música fala muito em deus. "When we get to the end of human beings..."]