An online collaboration with an old friend Andrew Howell who used to be in The Red Lights when I was their manager back in the mid 1970’s. We recently got in touch again and this is the first result. I wrote this lyric as a response to my feelings of disappointment that Bob Dylan would play gigs in Israel whilst the Palestinians are STILL denied their own freedom to determine their own future in their own country.
DON’T COME TO ME
Don’t come to me
When you’re crawling to your god
Don’t come to me
When you’re writing rotting cod
Don’t come to me
When the princes have all fled
Don’t come to me
When the riders a-rri-ved
Don’t come to me
Now the watchtower has burned down
Don’t come to me
Now there are barbarians in the town
Don’t come to me
As I dodge and duck and dive
Don’t come to me
While I struggle to survive
.
Whilst Edgars imp’s
Still poking in the corner of your mind
Some of us are
Trying to work out how to save mankind
.
Don’t come to me
Whilst thousands lose the will to live
Don’t come to me
After you’ve played in Tel Aviv
Don’t come to me
Whilst the howling wind is roaring
Don’t come to me
Now the re-writes are so boring
Don’t come to me
Whilst Israel’s crucifying
Don’t come to me
Whilst Palestinians are dying
Don’t come to me
Until their freedom flags are flying
Don’t come to me
‘Cause you just might find me crying
.
Copyright: Harry Rogers 31/05/2011
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