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Sudan Lyrics
Downwind there is a comin',
A rumble in the sand,
Sets our feet to running,
For the fear of the faceless man
For the fear of the faceless man.
But if I had an arsenal
And if I was ten feet tall,
Then I would put an end to it all.
And if I had wheat to burn,
And if I had a lot to learn,
It still would not matter what color you were.
And if I had but one wish on which to stand,
I'd wish the weapons all turn to sand.
And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands fall down to their sides.
Downwind they come up lonely,
All hungry for the kill.
The horses do the pounding
But it's a blood that's going to spill.
It's a dark blood that's going to spill.
But if I had an arsenal
And if I was ten feet tall,
Then it wouldn't matter what color you were.
And if I had but one wish on which to stand,
I'd see the weapons all turn to sand
And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands fall down to their sides.
If I had but one wish on which to stand,
I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan
And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands down by the riverside.
Ghost town in my homeland,
I will come back again,
If you make a ghost out of me,
I will still be free.
Ghost town in my homeland,
I will come back again,
If you make a ghost out of me,
I will still be free.
If I had but one wish on which to stand,
I'd see the weapons all leave this land.
And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands fall down to their sides.
If I had but one wish on which to stand,
I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan
And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands down by the riverside.
A rumble in the sand,
Sets our feet to running,
For the fear of the faceless man
For the fear of the faceless man.
But if I had an arsenal
And if I was ten feet tall,
Then I would put an end to it all.
And if I had a lot to learn,
It still would not matter what color you were.
I'd wish the weapons all turn to sand.
And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands fall down to their sides.
All hungry for the kill.
The horses do the pounding
But it's a blood that's going to spill.
It's a dark blood that's going to spill.
And if I was ten feet tall,
Then it wouldn't matter what color you were.
And if I had but one wish on which to stand,
I'd see the weapons all turn to sand
And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands fall down to their sides.
I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan
And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands down by the riverside.
I will come back again,
If you make a ghost out of me,
I will still be free.
Ghost town in my homeland,
I will come back again,
If you make a ghost out of me,
I will still be free.
I'd see the weapons all leave this land.
And I'd see the gunners watch their empty hands fall down to their sides.
I'd see the weapons all leave Sudan
And I'd see the gunners wash their empty hands down by the riverside.
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From the info blurb on PatchMusic: "A song written from a kid's perspective in Darfur about his one wish."
Its about the genocide happening in Darfur, Sudan. If anyone would like to read more about it go to www.savedarfur.org.
Just to give a little band bio to add to what AuntEggma said, State Radio is pretty active in the anti-genocide movement. They played at Newton High School (school just outside of Boston) for a STAND: a Student Anti-Genocide Coalition fund raiser, and just in general they have been really supportive of relief.
Faceless man = janjaweed
"And if I had wheat to burn, / And if I had a lot to learn, / It still would not matter what color you were." This quote refers to the fact that though the genocide is grouped into arab and african darfurians or sometimes seen as farmers and herders, the lines have significantly blurred and the line describes the extreme break out of hate based upon minute differences.
"Ghost town in my homeland, / I will come back again, / If you make a ghost out of me, / I will still be free." This part refers to the fact that when the janjaweed go through villages they completely burn down the structures leaving only charred remains of villages behind them. There are some pretty vivid photos floating online that show some refugees returning to the charred remains of their homes.