love this live introduction to TSO’s Christmas Eve Sarajevo, it reminds me of Wim Winders Wings of Desire and U2’s Stay (Faraway So Close).
…when he flew over sarajevo
there were scars upon the land
there were scars upon the people
it was hard to understand
and the deepest scars of all
which to humans are unseen
the angel could see clearly
were the scars of all the dreams
by bellfast, rowanda, palestine
the only decorations here had been awards for their crimes
and in the gardens where the children played
now soldiers only trod
and stranger still
he heard some say that they were killing for their god
now the angel had heard God speak many times
and he had always paid attention
but this killing of one’s neighbor
was something the Lord had never mentioned
as he neared the earth of a recent battle ground
from among the ruins
he once more heard the sound
it was a simple chello
playing a forgotten christmas song
and even on that battlefield
that song somehow belonged
and as he flew away
the angel did take note
and where he found this music played
one always could find hope