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The Dream

Lonnie Glass
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2010
Chapter Of Night
[[https://i.discogs.com/mpZ1K39unNgG44rSIJDO9OR3KJyLht7DWBNXorJrZYA/rs:fit/g:sm/q:90/h:590/w:600/czM6Ly9kaXNjb2dz/LWRhdGFiYXNlLWlt/YWdlcy9SLTE0Mjgy/ODE4LTE1Nzg0MTE2/MDItNjQ3NC5qcGVn.jpeg|Chapter Of Night]
Chapter Of Night is a retrospective of the "Great Divide" known as The Civil War which took place in America between April 12, 1861 and April 14, 1865.
The War pitted the Northern Industrial society with its crowded immigrant poulations stretching the boundaries westward into new territories and the static Southern Aggrarian life of Plantations and slave labour. It became clear that the anathema of Slavery could not continue.
Two worlds colliding with a winner take all outcome.
The South had 18,000 factories to the North's 100,000. The population of The South was 10 million, 3 million which were slaves.
This CD does not villify the vanquished nor praise the victor. It merely tells stories of the struggles and courage of this most terrible tragedy.
It brings into sharp focus the need for critical thinking in order to avoid history's mistakes and prevent the repeat of such a catastrophy.




Images of The Battle of The Wilderness..a wooded area across the Rapidan River in 1864...Near the end....
I wont ever speak often
of the things I've seen
did we stared in wide wonder or
perhaps it was a dream

how the earth did tremble
and the skies grew dark
through the smoke and thunder
we still could hear a lark

singing soft and sweetly
bringing tears to eye
and ten thousand boys
cried

she was there with Longstreet
on the Orange Plank Road
she was the voice in The Wilderness
where her colours showed

her flight never wavered
above the gathering storm
her voice healed nation
so vicously torn

singing soft and sweetly
bringing tears to eye
and ten thousand boys
cried

she sang to us of peace
a place for us to reach
and as she flew, our hate withdrew

i wont ever speak often
of the things I've seen
did we stared in wide wonder or
perhaps it was a dream

how the earth did tremble
and the skies grew dark
through the smoke and thunder
we still could hear a lark

singing soft and sweetly
bringing tears to eye
and ten thousand boys
cried

envoyé par Dq82 - 6/12/2024 - 17:48




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