Beautiful Children (with no love in their eyes)
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Ian R Thorpe
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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I'm still writing song lyrics. This one is for something I am working on with a new musical partner. I'll be bringing you a few more Brother Bastion / Ian Thorpe mp3s soon, old BB is in the studio singing his little socks off as I type.
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I was passing a schoolyard
in the best part of town.
The kids in the playground
were just standing around.
No girls were skipping,
no boys kicked a ball,
in their world possessions
and status were all.
It seemed something inside them
had withered and died,
those beautiful children
with no love in their eyes.
No - one was lauging
and none sang a song.
Beneath the surface I saw
something was wrong.
They had music players,
designer footwear.
The one thing that none had
was someone to care.
It seemed like something inside them
had withered and died,
those beautiful children
with no love in their eyes.
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| Reviewed by Keith Rowley |
11/26/2007 |
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Profound, concise - of its time.
What the hell have we created, Ian?
Keith |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
10/16/2007 |
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How well you point out the material world has replaced the love in ones heart and soul for all the children who roam this earth today. They really do not have anything but "things" to comfort and console them...
Be safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by stan nassano |
10/16/2007 |
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yes ,the passive age new age of total entertainment,I fear their entire thought process has been comprised by new age gizimios,
stan |
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| Reviewed by Gloria Gay |
10/16/2007 |
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| You certainly transmit anguish in a gripping way. I hope you saw only the superficial and that beneath the facade, modern "with it" kids like to project, there is someone at home who cares. |
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