Steve Madewell: Music
Driven
(Steve Madewell)
I came home for lunch on the day we invaded Iraq. I had noticed the smog cloud staining the blue sky above Lake Erie driving home. I turned on the Television and was watching the accounts of the attack.
Like many people many people I couldn't force myself to believe that this action wasn't primarily about oil and our desire to perpetuale our lifestyle.
I had already read enough to recognize that there were no links to Bin Laden, and that inteligence was marginal about WMDs.
I didn't want to write this song.
I am looking out of a room of windows
At a blue sky and snow covered ground
I have no idea where this all is going
But it=s clear something big is going down
I try to catch the spirit of the moment
and try to get my thoughts down on this page
Maybe I can find some re assurance
We=re not driven just by greed and fear and hate
driven by greed and fear and hate
Chorus
I have no idea where we will be tomorrow
or even at the end of the day
As a smog cloud drifts out from the city
And streaks the clear blue sky with a yellow haze
I gaze into to a screen that shows the future and shows a re creation of the past
Depending on who will tell the story
and I wonder just how long the truth will last
I have no idea where we will be tomorrow
or even what we=re doing this for
As the rockets flare across the heavens
The beginning of bigger desert storm
I would like to stop what we are doing
But something keeps pushing us on and on
We tremble at the rush of it=s power
We=ll go on and on and on and on and on
We=ll drive on and on until it=s finally gone
Chorus
I have no idea where we will be tomorrow
or even what we=re doing this for
As the rockets they flare across the heavens
The beginning of bigger desert storm
And I >ve no idea where we=ll be tomorrow
or even at the end of the day
with all eyes turned east toward heaven
A horizon that is choked with a is fouled with a yellow haze
Driven just to make this yellow haze
We=re Driven