In the shadows of tall buildings
Of fallen angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Faded colors, pieces left incomplete
The line moves slowly past the electric fence
Across the borders between continents
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
In the shadows of tall buildings
The architecture is slowly peeling
Marble statues and glass dividers
Someone is watching all of the outsiders
The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
Past the mosaic of the head of state
(chorus)
In the shadows of tall buildings
Of open arches endlessly kneeling
Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
Someone is listening from a safe distance
The line moves slowly into a fading light
A final moment in the dead of night
(chorus)
Of fallen angels on the ceilings
Oily feathers in bronze and concrete
Faded colors, pieces left incomplete
The line moves slowly past the electric fence
Across the borders between continents
In the cathedrals of New York and Rome
There is a feeling that you should just go home
And spend a lifetime finding out just where that is
In the shadows of tall buildings
The architecture is slowly peeling
Marble statues and glass dividers
Someone is watching all of the outsiders
The line moves slowly through the numbered gate
Past the mosaic of the head of state
(chorus)
In the shadows of tall buildings
Of open arches endlessly kneeling
Sonic landscapes echoing vistas
Someone is listening from a safe distance
The line moves slowly into a fading light
A final moment in the dead of night
(chorus)
Jump, Little Children
Jump, Little Children is an American indie rock band that formed in 1991 in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, United States. Known for its unique sound, energetic live performances, and willingness to interact with fans, the band has a devoted following and is a fixture in the Charleston, South Carolina music scene. The name "Jump, Little Children" is taken from a song written by blues musician Leroy Dallas and covered by Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee.
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They may not be well known, but your comparison is shallow and unwarranted.
I fully agree. And I have a lot of compassion with anybody who is carrying the weight of the world. But - here's the important but - that does not imply that I may be bothered with whatever whimsical musical expression people come about when they feel the pain. Maybe the singer should give me a buzz and talk it over rather than to bore innocent RP listeners.
Should all songwriters really be concerned that you "may be bothered with whatever whimsical musical expression" they "come about when they feel the pain"?
S'cuse me while I kiss this guy.
"...I had some dreams there were clowns in my coffee..."
I find it disturbing that people exist who aren't suffering under the pain of the whole world. The world is full of pain and suffering. What conditioning were you exposed to that you don't let that suffering touch you? Compassion is a virtue sir.
I fully agree. And I have a lot of compassion with anybody who is carrying the weight of the world. But - here's the important but - that does not imply that I may be bothered with whatever whimsical musical expression people come about when they feel the pain. Maybe the singer should give me a buzz and talk it over rather than to bore innocent RP listeners.
Good question. It gets played here as much as Stairway to Heaven on a Clear Channel Classic Rocker.
FUNNY!