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This specially commissioned song accompanies a slideshow in the closing scenes of a play by Ray Murray and Des Hogan called 'Swollen Virtue' (Directed by Ray Murray). The play is about the Stockholm syndrome, an industrialists daughter and the desperate acts of dis-engaged NGO's! The slideshow provides some context for the play, showing statistics and images - both striking! Hopefully the music serves it well.
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My eyes strain to see through this window
To a world of light with near endless nightsong
With a stake in the hood-faked darkness
Outstretched for the slender free handshake
Hear my plaintive song turned inside and out
Dropped in a cauldron it came back dripping in doubt
Since when have I strayed from shallow to deep
Broke my stride and followed footfall that creeps
I can beat your drum and the rhythm follows
but you'll need to hold my hand to cross the road!
The room grows cold after bad seeds rust
Compass scattered phased out in dust
Come to collect and disect intellect
Meant what I said the last time I checked
I'm curled up in hope for a generation
Unfurling myself is a deaf mute sensation
Though lightfall may yet strengthen,
It's onto shaky, unhallowed ground I might descend
shaky, unhallowed ground
shaky, unhallowed ground
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