I'm listening to "Wind of Change" by Scorpions right now. If you don't know, it's about the fall of the Iron Curtain, and it's a song that would make me cry if I were physically able to cry.
It's such a touching song. So full of hope. So full of the joy of liberty and unity. So full of love for mankind.
It's the song that we should all sing.
Dr. Hal Emmerich was a great man. Sure he slept with his step-mom while his dad was drowning in a swimming pool. Sure he abandoned his step-sister. Sure he designed a nuclear death machine. But he still cared for mankind. A world full of Dr. Emmerichs would be a great thing.
Hm. Whatever happened to the hope? The happiness? The dignity through wrath?
Maybe it's still there. Maybe we just aren't looking hard enough. Maybe you can only see something like that in the rearview mirror.
How about we try to bring that back? How would we?
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to say.
Maybe I only say crap like this because I'm an educated white upper-class Protestant male.
If you hadn't noticed, I'm trying to make you guys think.