Facing Sudan Soundtrack www.facingsudan.com by Tom Flannery and Lorne Clarke www.tomflannery.us www.lorneclarke.com Produced by Tom Flannery recorded at the Home Office in Archbald, PA Tom Flannery - guitar, vocals Lorne Clarke - guitar, vocals 1. How Do We Sleep at Night? by Lorne Clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) Sometimes I wonder how we sleep at night is it that we only see the world in black and white or deliberately close our eyes and stop our ears to the desperate cries of the children who we blame for their own plight tell me how do we sleep at night how do we sleep at night Why do we insist there's nothing we can do is it that we only see the world in black and blue that in every game there's a losing side and though some folks play with loaded dice we have to play but we don't get to make the rules there must be something we can do something we can do Can you tell me how we can live this way is it that we only see the world in shades of grey or abandon those who need the most to the father son and the holy ghost though we know that no one hears them when they pray tell me how can we live this way how can we live this way Sometimes I wonder how we sleep at night is it that we only see the world in black and white or deliberately close our eyes and stop our ears to the desperate cries of the children who we blame for their own plight tell me how do we sleep at night how do we sleep at night 2. Lament for Darfur by Lorne Clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) (instrumental) 3. Sudan by Lorne Clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) (instrumental) 4. Salva and John by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) (instrumental) 5. Lost Boy by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) They've come they've come they've come again they're here now like they were back then sleep won't even drive them away they're in my head and they're gonna stay I was 5 years old feel like 100 now creases buried underneath my brow with the other children I ran and grew and saw sides of others that I never knew they call me a lost boy they call me a lost boy but I know where I am and I know where I've been and one day I'll go back home again We swam the rivers under a ceaseless sun some where killed by animals some where killed by guns at night I floated a body from behind I did hold on when I made it across most of the boys were gone A kernel of corn was a meal for a day just kept on moving tried to stay awake sleep seems to the guns to be a cue so my nights are long....and I think of you they call me a lost boy they call me a lost boy but I know where I am and I know where I've been and one day I'll go back home again I can't count the places that I've been or the eyes that hate and hate again like a figurine on a old board game I've been moved around like it's all the same But now you call this place home with the giants outside and the polished chrome sometimes I get dizzy when I look to the sky but the rain'll wipe the tear from my eye did the blood of the river wash my sins away is there a god in heaven who thought that I should stay From the rape and murder of my family I ran and they call me a lost boy from Sudan when I see their faces my eyes grow numb can you keep me awake until the morning comes? they call me a lost boy they call me a lost boy but I know where I am and I know where I've been and one day I'll be back home again 6. Mom Jackie by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) (instrumental) 7. Death of John Garang by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) (instrumental) 8. John Dut's Wedding by Lorne Clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) (instrumental) 9. It's Called Genocide by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) There's genocide in Darfur but we don't want to say it there's a large humanity bill but we don't want to pay it there's Rwanda in our heads we just want to forget it it ain't white people in Europe so we're just gonna let it it's called genocide it's called genocide don't believe the lies it's called genocide The UN looking out the window they don't want to come out no air conditioning here it's like hell with the sun out land can be deadly and scarce it's like plots of gold but cleansing is a solution that'll never grow old it's called genocide it's called genocide don't believe the lies it's called genocide go forth and multiply if it gets too crowded some will have to die the good lord in his rocking chair takes it in with a punch drunk stare armenians, jews, cambodians too rwandans killed while they prayed to you US Britain France the rest tuck their tails and puff up their chest I can hear the children laughing look outside you can see 'em but if the heart of the earth grows cold would I really want to be 'em? sometimes my daughter hugs me I don't know what to say she'll say "daddy, why you crying?" and I'll look the other way it's called genocide it's called genocide don't believe the lies it's called genocide go forth and multiply if it gets too crowded some will have to die the good lord in his rocking chair takes it in with a punch drunk stare Armenians, Jews, Cambodians too Rwandans killed while they prayed to you US Britain France the rest tuck their tails and puff up their chest There's genocide in Darfur but we don't want to say it there's a large humanity bill but we don't want to pay it it's called genocide it's called genocide don't believe the lies it's called genocide 10. Kalma by Lorne Clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) (instrumental) 11. Requiem for Butare by Lorne Clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) First among the tell-tale signs of madness Is an unreasoning compulsion to believe In miracles and faith That love will find a way That in the end the truth will set you free So each night while the stars hang in the blackness A billion frightened voices beg for peace Kneeling 'mongst the graves Of Paupers, Kings and Slaves The definition of eternity And when no answers fall from heaven's vastness We convince ourselves that we lack purity That we're unworthy and unclean That's why God remains unseen Why we stand alone in our time of need Yet if we look, there's a glimmer midst the ashes A whisper of the way that things might be The laughter of a child A young bride's happy smile The golden glow of sunrise o'er the sea 12. For Brian Burns by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) (instrumental) 13. Crayons and Paper by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) Helicopters in the sky mounted guns and mother's cry if this is war please tell me why we're the only ones allowed to die give me crayons and paper I'll draw what I see if I close my eyes can you still see me? Again we all scatter at night in daylight hope to reunite the prayers I do recite maybe we should all re-write give me crayons and paper and let me rest my head then I'll draw you pictures where nobody is dead shades of color shades of gray the birds fly in but they don't stay the blood in red the guns in black can't draw the screams you should know that...by now If I could draw you my eyes so you could see from the inside all the colors would collide can you say you really tried? give me crayons and paper and when my trembling hand stops all it's shaking I'll draw you my land shades of color shades of gray the birds fly in but they don't stay the blood in red the guns in black can't draw the screams you should know that...by now give me crayons and paper I'll draw what I see if I close my eyes can you still see me? 14. There Must Be Something I Can Do by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) There must be something I can do to take better care of you there must be something I can say to scare our blues away The signs all say "don't come in here" lead from hope and back to fear well just take my hand my dear and we'll burn it down we'll take folks for a ride drive right by the ones who've lied watch the flames from the other side on our way out of town Radio plays the same old song and yet some still sing along what was right now is wrong they've stolen it away I've a mind to get it back and along this road or railroad track past the mansions and the shacks in your arms I'll lay (chorus) Look up to the heavens something might be there stars get a light from someone there's a reason that they share Morning light is coming soon lets draw the shades in this room in here we are immune from the madness swirling round but the time has come when we have to close our eyes and see who we're supposed to be and if we'll stand our ground (chorus) 15. Tell Me How by Tom Flannery copyright 2006 (BMI) You say "we remember" tell me how? you say "never again" do you mean it now? get off your knees and breathe the air who knows what you'll find down there your eyes still say you do not care tell me how? You can't feel the pain of others tell me why? only tend to your own fields while mine die but the rain that washed my fields away will not spare yours on judgment day still no fear do you betray tell me how? Tell me how your hands remain so clean and so still while mine tremble like a frightened child doing God's will The Lord gives and He takes away is that true? I must question His methods in regards to you I'd rather lose my life today than have my humanity taken away how do you keep the chills at bay tell me how? Tell me how your soul is free to replicate while it can while mine stays dark and buried like a blight upon the land You say "we remember" tell me how? you say "never again" do you mean it now? get off your knees and breathe the air who knows what you'll find down there your eyes still say you do not care tell me how? Tell me how your hands remain so clean and so still while mine tremble like a frightened child doing God's will have to close our eyes and see who we're supposed to be and if we'll stand our ground (chorus) 16. Isn't That a Shame by Lorne clarke copyright 2006 (SOCAN) Weatherman's callin' for rain tonight Isn't that a shame? Baseball season has just begun I got tickets for the game He says there's a storm in Africa Some place I can't name Rivers choked with bodies and and blood Now isn't that a shame? Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame Boss says I gotta work overtime Isn't that a shame? Now all my plans for having fun Are just going down the drain While listening to the radio On my coffee break I heard them whisper genocide Isn't that a shame? Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame The newspaper's filled with trouble and woe Isn't that a shame? How do you expect me to put the fires out When the whole world is in flames? besides I got problems here at home enough to drive me insane I wish you well but you're on your own Isn't that a shame? Shame, shame, shame, shame, shame /ID[<896019><9b2b36c8e1827c24d24fb0362487bb46>]