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Another missing birthday

 

Elizabeth Robles April 4, 1973-March 1,2005

Same Old Song

Ever hear an old song and suddenly realize how damn brilliant it is?  I stumbled upon an old Graham Parker song, Don't Let It Break You Down, from The Mona Lisa's Sister. I found the lyrics so incredibly timely. What really stunned me was that this song is twenty years old. Some things never change, I guess.

Now don't get bent out of shape, don't start tearing out your hair
On a sweet little angel, that stuff's nowhere
When the bombs go off on Oxford Street and the kids beat up old people
Its just a soundtrack for your life its just everyday evil

Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down

Some people are in charge of pens that shouldn't be in charge of brooms
They have the nerve to rip up a mans life in a paragraph or two
And the aeroplanes get hijacked and all the Americans get killed
And the children are all addicted to a sugar-coated pill

Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down

Well you get sent out on the racetrack, you get spurs dug in your cheeks
You'll see a winning post in the distance that you'll never ever reach
And there's a hole in the atmosphere gets bigger every time you spray your hair
And someones drilling down through the earth just to see what's there

Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down
Don't let it break you down

Imagine what 700 billion could do...

Would the urgency be different if it was here instead of there?

Common Sense

Just because you can,

doesn't mean you should.

eleventh hour...

Here's something you can do to support the troops. No yellow magnet required.