Comfortably Numb (((Warning: Graphic)))

[Jara sang]

Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?



Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.



Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?



There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.



Now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.



Ok.
Just a little pinprick.
There’ll be no more --aaaaaahhhhh!
But you may feel a little sick.



Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working. good.
That’ll keep you going for the show.
Come on it’s time to go.



There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

[evlbstrd]

1. wow!

[lenidog]

2. Damn!! You made it tough to comment on this musical presentation (?)

you have created. It puts me in the same place as the movie "Schindlers List" it is tough to know if praise is good for such a creation because in its way millions had to die for it to be created. I will just leave it at this "good job."

[lenidog]

3. BTW you may just put a warning on your header for the more sensitive

and younger DUers

[ellenfl]

25. younger duers, especially, should see this.

some of these images are from 'events' that younger duers may know nothing about. the holocaust and vietnam lessons should not be forgotten . . . even as our current government is using the same justifications used then, including hiding their heads in the sand while 6m jews were killed (darfur today?) and starting a war based on the lie that produced the bay of tonkin resolution.

the people of this country are too insulated from the consequences of their government's policies and of war. let them look.

ellen fl

[w8liftinglady]

35. I showed my kids...

...they were "freaked out" by the photos,but it led to a really good discussion about priorities and human rights.Thanks for posting this...

[hector459]

4. All I can say is........

Let America Be America Again
Langston Hughes


Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.

(It never was America to me.)

O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,
But opportunity is real, and life is free,
Equality is in the air we breathe.

(There's never been equality for me,
Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")

Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?

I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.

I am the young man, full of strength and hope,
Tangled in that ancient endless chain
Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!
Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!
Of work the men! Of take the pay!
Of owning everything for one's own greed!

I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the Negro, servant to you all.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.

Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream
In the Old World while still a serf of kings,
Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,
That even yet its mighty daring sings
In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned
That's made America the land it has become.
O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas
In search of what I meant to be my home--
For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,
And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,
And torn from Black Africa's strand I came
To build a "homeland of the free."

The free?

Who said the free? Not me?
Surely not me? The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we've dreamed
And all the songs we've sung
And all the hopes we've held
And all the flags we've hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay--
Except the dream that's almost dead today.

O, let America be America again--
The land that never has been yet--
And yet must be--the land where every man is free.
The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--
Who made America,
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.

Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,
We must take back our land again,
America!

O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath--
America will be!

Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain--
All, all the stretch of these great green states--
And make America again!

[Wizard777]

5. Look Mommy, there's an airplane up in the sky. n/t

[lenidog]

6. Dogs of War

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

[Wizard777]

7. Hounds of the Baskerville n/t

[Snotcicles]

11. Armageddon days are here again

They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!

But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave

Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds

It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You'll watch the ships sail out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back

If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God doesn’t belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown

The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again

[karlrschneider]

8. Just...

wow.

[lilymercury]

9. WOW! You did a great job.

Numb = apathy. But how anyone could remain apathetic with these words and images would be beyond me.
Thank you.

[Snotcicles]

10. I'm putting photo #6 on our work computers desktop

wonder how long the wingers will leave it there.

[HeeBGBz]

22. That was the photo that hit me hardest

How very sad.

[lectrobyte]

12. Goodbye, blue sky

D-d-did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter when the
promise of a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue
sky?

Did you see the frightened ones?
Did you hear the falling bombs?
The flames are all gone, but the pain lingers on.

[Donailin]

13. PIGS

Big man, pig man, ha ha, charade you are
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha, charade you are



And when your hand is on your heart
You’re nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker


With your head down in the pig bin
Saying ’keep on digging’
Pig stain on your fat chin



What do you hope to find?
When you’re down in the pig mine
You’re nearly a laugh
You’re nearly a laugh
But you’re really a cry.



Bus stop rat bag, ha ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag, ha ha, charade you are


You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You’re nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin



You like the feel of steel
You’re hot stuff with a hat pin
And good fun with a hand gun
You’re nearly a laugh
You’re nearly a laugh
But you’re really a cry.

Hey you whitehouse, ha ha, charade you are
You house proud town mouse, ha ha, charade you are



You’re trying to keep your feelings off the street
You’re nearly a real treat
All tight lips and cold feet
And do you feel abused?
...!...!...!



You gotta stem the evil tide
And keep it all on the inside
Mary you’re nearly a treat
Mary you’re nearly a treat
But you’re really a cry.

[Unforgiven]

16. Damn!

More PINK PEOPLE!!!!!

[Swamp Rat]

20. put on the sunglasses...

[Donailin]

14. Thanks to Jara for

the inspiring post of yours. PF is in my top five fav recorded artists. The lyrics can be applied to any generation and to any given political/social scene. That post took me the better part of two hours looking for photos and applying them to the song -- The Animals concert was one I attended in my youth.

In any case, it was a decent way to kill time tonight.
Thanks for the prompting.

[Junkdrawer]

15. Pink Floyd has a great website with LOTS of free material...

http://www.pinkfloyd.co.uk

Follow this link to a free video of David Gilmour performing Comfortably Numb live in 2002....

http://www.pinkfloyd.co.uk/dg/index.html

David seems a truly nice guy...

In May 2003, David Gilmour sold one of his London houses and contributed the $5.9 million he made to a housing project for the homeless.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Gilmour

[Junkdrawer]

17. PS: The Echos website has the motherlode...

http://www.pinkfloyd.com/echoes.html

Full length songs, old videos of live performances...

You could spend hours and hours at that site...

[Mojorabbit]

18. wow thanks!

Just watched the dvd. Nice way to top off the evening.

[Duncan Grant]

19. Middle of the night kick.

:thumbsup: :kick:

[EFerrari]

21. another kick from the Paris of the Pacific

:)

[jus_the_facts]

23. On The Turning Away.....

On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden......



And the words they say
Which we won’t understand
Don’t accept that what’s happening
Is just a case of others’ suffering
Or you’ll find that you’re joining in
The turning away......




It’s a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it’s shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we’re all alone
In the dream of the proud.....



On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night



No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It’s not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there’ll be
No more turning away?

[glitch]

27. this is my favorite all time pink floyd song.

thanks for reminding me, I haven't heard it in awhile.

[jus_the_facts]

31. You're welcome....

...A Momentary Lapse of Reason 1987...almost prophetic after the 90's and what's happening today...sigh.

:hi:

[cry baby]

29. My favorite as well -

I might make a sig line with the last verse. I'll have to look that up and see how to do that.

VERY POWERFUL pics on the OP, I'll think of those images every time I hear the song.

[jus_the_facts]

32. You did good with that sig line....

.....Pink Floyd has always touched my soul on so many different levels. :hi:

[cry baby]

34. They get to the heart of things, don't they?

There is just nobody better!

[AVID]

24. kick nominate give a hand to the needy - stop war

[REACTIVATED IN CT]

26. Kick n/t

[Mythsaje]

28. Hell of a post...

...and thread to follow.

On a more uplifting note, I'd like to add the lyrics to a song I'd hazard a guess few of you have ever heard, by a unique local band called Gaia Consort.

You can HEAR the song itself here:

http://www.gaiaconsort.com/lyrics.html


Cry Freedom

From the bottom of the heap
Shouts an angry voice that says “No, I will not remain asleep”
I have seen it with my eyes
Seen that all religion lives by a steady trade in lies

They try to hold us back with reins of holy smoke
But I am here to say we will not bear the yoke

Once the fact is clearly seen
There is no turning back for fairytales or bloody dreams
If we dare not speak our minds
The Inquisition has a test for each of us in time

Do you trust a creed that claims to set you free
By spending half a lifetime begging on your knees?

Cry freedom! We have nothing but this day...
Cry Freedom We have nothing but our chains – to lose!

In a single cup of earth
Sings the mystery of the all expanding universe
Trust that brain behind your eyes
To carve a space for us within the universal mind

And if it's up to us to bring some balance back
Let it not be said it's courage that we lack

Cry freedom! We have nothing but this day...
Cry Freedom We have nothing but our chains – to lose!

Christopher Bingham October 30, 2000

[Amelie]

30. There is no justifiable reason

for us to become numb at these pictures.

There is no justifiable reason for any people to exist like this.

There is no justifiable reason for us to stop fighting for justice.

[In_The_Wind]

33. Thanks for a reminder that violence of any kind hurts us all !

:kick:

[Algomas]

36. Fletcher Memorial Home

Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home a little place of their own
The fletcher memorial
Home for incurable tyrants and kings
And they can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit t.v.
To make sure they’re still real
It’s the only connection they feel
’ladies and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig
Mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley
Mr. brezhnev and party
The ghost of mccarthy
The memories of nixon
And now adding colour a group of anonymous latin
American meat packing glitterati’
Did they expect us to treat them with any respect
They can polish their medals and sharpen their
Smiles, and amuse themselves playing games for a while
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you’re dead
Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
With their favourite toys
They’ll be good girls and boys
In the fletcher memorial home for colonial
Wasters of life and limb
Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time?
Now the final solution can be applied