Thursday, July 07, 2005

London subway bombings, wars, conflicts, human rights, poverty

When all the world is a hopeless jungle,and the rainbow tumble all around heaven opens a magic lane. When all the clouds darken up the sky way there's a rainbow highway to be found leading from your window pane to a place behind the sun just a step beyond the rain.Somewhere over the rainbow way up high. There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby. Somewhere over the rainbow they say the skies are blue. and the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true. Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me. where trouble melts like lemon drops way above the chimney tops. That's where you will find me. Somewhere over the rainbow little blue birds fly.Birds fly over the rainbow Why then, oh why can't I? If happy little blue birds fly beyond the rainbow Why, oh why can't I? (Harold Arlen & Yip Harburg)

WHY, OH WHY CAN'T WE?

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