Amos Called It

Then it shall come to pass, that if ten men remain in one house, they shall die. 
And when a relative of the dead, with one who will burn the bodies, picks up the bodies
to take them out of the house, he will say to one inside the house,
Are there any more with you?
Then someone will say, None.
And he will say, Hold your tongue! For we dare not mention the name of the Lord.
For behold, the Lord gives a command:
He will break the great house into bits,
And the little house into pieces.

Amos 6:9-12

More Soul II Soul

I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…
A dream’s a dream and I’m wishing on a star
So through the darkness show me who you are
A dream’s a dream and I’m wishing on a star
So through the darkness show me who you are
I have a picture, a thought in mind / Now it’s time to realize
This is something you should analyze / in your mind…
Are you dreaming wishing on a star / A dream’s a dream and so a star
So through the darkness, show me who you are
Are you dreaming wishing on a star / A dream’s a dream and so a star
So through the darkness, show me who you are
Now as I see the things in front of me / Open my arms and welcome you
Hoping that this dream will come true . . .
So many rivers to cross / Somehow you could get lost
But by the time I’m through / I can see right through you
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you…
I am dreaming wishing on a star / A dream’s a dream and so a star
So through the darkness show me who you are
Now I can see all these things in front of me
I’ll open my arms and I’ll welcome you
And I hope that this dream will come true…
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you
I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see, I can see right through you
I’m wishing on a star,
I’m wishing on a star
I’m wishing on a dream,
I’m wishing on a dream

Waiting on Radio

Circa 1989, I was obsessed with this song.
It was everywhere on the airwaves. (Radio still ruled, back then.) It was floating on the wind, it was blaring from passing cars, it was playing in the mall, the corner drugstore, wherever . . . I used to sit by my boombox with a blank cassette, waiting to catch it and finally record it. Eventually I borrowed the C.D. (remember those ?) and I came to know every track on the album intimately.
I appreciate the retro-70s strings in this composition.
This song is amazing, like a relic from a bygone civilization.