The world closing in and did you ever think that we could be so close, like brothers
The future's in the air, I can feel it everywhere blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and me
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of change
Walking down the street, and distant memories are buried in the past forever
I fallow the Moskva down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of change
The wind of change blows straight into the face of time like a stormwind that will ring
The freedom bell for peace of mind let your balalaika sing what my guitar wants to say:
Take me to the magic of the moment on a glory night
Where the children of tomorrow dream away
In the wind of change…
Many times I realize that humans are the same, several models described in different ways with differant reactions but always the same different core, like a forum skin changing its colours and other features. All young people have their suffers, all old people suffer lonliness, all parents suffer from their children, all villains suffer from being caught or from the fear of being caught. It is always the same with different degrees. Good and Bad. Human and Satan. May I say Adam and Eve? It makes me laugh really.
We talk and talk and talk, we always talk, we suffer that al what we do is talk, but do we talk in the right direction? I don't have the ability to realize so, no signs at all. We even waste the energy used in talking in the way we talk, to the wrong direction.
All the good ideas, all the good deeds, science fiction which led to scientific superiority, even revolutions, began with words, books, spirit. All these doesn't exist without some positive talking. Without some believe in the ability of the power of words, talking.
Revolution? I don't know, do the people even deserve one? I guess not, with this negative spirit, all this humiliation, all this hypocracy, all these people making use of hypocracy and keeping things the same, be it in the government or even in our personal region of online and offline human relationships. You don't get your rights. You don't pay to get your rights. We are raised to be good obediant boys and girls who always say yes to the dictatorial decisions of the government represented in your parents, wihout any thinking of your own self. I'm not talking about revolution againt the parents, I'm talking about the spirit of how to communicate, positivly and negatively. And then how to communicate with the official government you are dealing with. How to force the concept of Civil Service, which means that the government is YOUR servant, with the 103 Billion pounds taxes you pay. This government is like the plumber you hire to fix your the place you pee in. It is the same idea. If the plumber is a pain in the a$s, you will kick his. But actually you are kicked and you don't do anything about it, and when you do, you can expect you will get.
And expecting the Winds of Change…
