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One Percent
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I have a cold. This song however is very timely, so who cares if I can sing. This is a cry for the world to come to the aid of the Tsunami victims.
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Intelligent lyrics wrapped in dripping wet melodies. Been descibed as music you've always wanted to hear but never had the chance to.
To quote a bit of Shakespeare, "A life mended is but patched". The sutures split and the life drains from the wound. Once healed, the scar remains as a reminder of the pain. These are my scars. These are my thoughts, ideas, and wisdom I have gained along the way. The twisted raised surface of a life torn and mended and torn again. This is my collagen, my bandages, and all that lies beneath. It's been years since I have visited this page. I should be working to remedy that soon. The degree is in the bag--at least most of it--and the music can now resurface. Over the course of the next few months I will be going back to work on the Lethologica album. At this conjuncture, the tracks look like they'll be a lot more complete and complex (and possibly more eclectic) than the work I have done in the past. I am also hoping for a bit more congruence of sound--one of my biggest concerns with the last two albums. As the songs come together I will be uploading them for your perusal. Those of you who have been waiting for something new, I apologize for my absence. For the rest of you, I apologize for my return.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #1,030
Peak in subgenre #106
Author
Timothy Goss
Rights
2004 angryclown music
Uploaded
December 29, 2004
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MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
I have been following the events that happened in Southern Asia this past week. The tsunami has taken the lives of over 116,000 people at last count and there is still many areas that we cannot access. The horror however hasn't even begun. The tainted drinking water and destroyed homes for those who survived will lead to so many more lives lost. It is the most terrifying natural disaster I have ever heard of. I am deeply saddened and I felt there was something I had to do to help. Writing this song is a small offering to these people but it is worth nothing if it does not inspire those who hear it to lend a hand to the victims be it getting involved "hands on" or simply donating a few dollars to the cause. So here is my idea: If everyone in America gave just one percent of one percent of their income this week we would have a little over 21 million dollars that we could send to help the survivors of the tsunami to rebuild their homes and to bury their dead. Just one percent of one percent. How hard could that be? Please contact an organization such as the Red Cross (www.redcross.org) or Unicef (www.unicef.org). Any help would be greatly appreciated.
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Without warning, The waves come crashing in, A mother's child, a father's bride, a lover on her wedding night, Now one in four along the shore of those you've never met before, Lying in the tragedy of a second too late, If one percent, Of one percent, Of all the energy I've spent, Could somehow ease the pain... A nation cries out for sovereignty, A child who's never known what it means to be free, And if I have the means to mend the seams of the tattered torn and in betweens, How could I possibly deny an outstretched hand? (Chorus) It's not a choice it's my responsibility, It's simply a matter of civility, It makes no difference how I choose to believe... (this is a work in progress so the lyrics may differ from the music in places due to my efforts to perfect this song... thanks for your patience)
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