tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70824690429414448412024-03-13T15:56:24.670-04:00EDEN COVE~Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-43595711322737676202011-05-18T04:17:00.000-04:002011-05-18T04:17:10.835-04:00Pjil Ochs, poet song writer.<a href="http://youtu.be/1Rni9Cwoe6g">http://youtu.be/1Rni9Cwoe6g</a><div><br /></div>Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-60101997326853620102011-05-18T03:45:00.003-04:002011-05-18T03:53:54.160-04:00Phil Ochs - "The Ringing of Revolution" Lyrics.<br />
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In a building of gold, with riches untold,<br />
lived the families on which the country was founded.<br />
And the merchants of style, with their red velvet smiles,<br />
were there, for they also were hounded.<br />
And the soft middle class crowded in to the last,<br />
for the building was fully surrounded.<br />
And the noise outside was the ringing of revolution.<br />
<br />
Sadly they stared and sank in their chairs<br />
and searched for a comforting notion.<br />
And the rich silver walls looked ready to fall<br />
As they shook in doubtful devotion.<br />
The ice cubes would clink as they freshened their drinks,<br />
wet their minds in bitter emotion.<br />
And they talked about the ringing of revolution.<br />
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We were hardly aware of the hardships they beared,<br />
for our time was taken with treasure.<br />
Oh, life was a game, and work was a shame,<br />
And pain was prevented by pleasure.<br />
The world, cold and grey, was so far away<br />
In the distance only money could measure.<br />
But their thoughts were broken by the ringing of revolution.<br />
<br />
The clouds filled the room in darkening doom<br />
as the crooked smoke rings were rising.<br />
How long will it take, how can we escape<br />
Someone asks, but no one's advising.<br />
And the quivering floor responds to the roar,<br />
In a shake no longer surprising.<br />
As closer and closer comes the ringing of revolution.<br />
<br />
Softly they moan, please leave us alone<br />
As back and forth they are pacing.<br />
And they cover their ears and try not to hear<br />
With pillows of silk they're embracing.<br />
And the crackling crowd is laughing out loud,<br />
peeking in at the target they're chasing.<br />
Now trembling inside the ringing of revolution.<br />
With compromise sway we give in half way<br />
<br />
When we saw that rebellion was growing.<br />
Now everything's lost as they kneel by the cross<br />
Where the blood of christ is still flowing.<br />
To late for their sorrow they've reached their tomorrow<br />
and reaped the seed they were sowing.<br />
Now harvested by the ringing of revolution.<br />
<br />
In tattered tuxedos they faced the new heroes<br />
and crawled about in confusion.<br />
And they sheepishly grinned for their memories were dim<br />
of the decades of dark execution.<br />
Hollow hands were raised; they stood there amazed<br />
in the shattering of their illusions.<br />
As the windows were smashed by the ringing of revolution.<br />
<br />
Down on our knees we're begging you please,<br />
We're sorry for the way you were driven.<br />
There's no need to taunt just take what you want,<br />
and we'll make amends, if we're living.<br />
But away from the grounds the flames told the town<br />
that only the dead are forgiven.<br />
As they crumbled inside the ringing of revolution.Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-91921092567410104272011-05-18T02:07:00.002-04:002011-05-18T03:59:34.526-04:00Phil Ochs: What are you fighting for?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><iframe allowfullsjavascript:void(0)creen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N93OCCBXGXc?fs=1" width="425"></iframe></div>Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-24166651461834152342011-05-08T06:25:00.000-04:002011-05-08T06:25:05.271-04:00Le Cafe<iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UGtKGX8B9hU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""></iframe>Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-42293049010632263822011-05-08T06:17:00.000-04:002011-05-08T06:17:39.458-04:00un petit café<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FabbeYqMxAc?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-1901851069644419592011-04-22T17:43:00.000-04:002011-04-22T17:43:11.748-04:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8c4b07; font-family: 'Josefin Sans'; font-size: 22px; line-height: 30px;">If I do not have LOVE I am nothing. 1Cor.13:2</span>Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7082469042941444841.post-80973837348677450912011-04-22T15:08:00.000-04:002011-04-22T15:08:40.667-04:00 <img src="http://i3.tagstat.com/image05/a/5286/00jk052uBa6.gif" />Eden Covehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13667737946561994336noreply@blogger.com0