Emily Kurn "i am just like you" ♥

Gestern Abend auf der Rückfahrt im Radio bei NPR's folkshow gehört. Ich bin hin und weg! Zum anhören, klick hier. Ein wunderbares Lied bei dem es um die Menschlichkeit jedes Menschen gibt, dass wir mehr gemeinsam haben, als uns trennt.

We all started in the water
And we swam into the room
Where the lamps were all much brighter
Than the lighting in the womb
And the air was cold inside our lungs,
We found some comfort in our thumb,
So we stuck it in our mouth

And we wished we could go back
To that place that only we knew
But we couldn’t find the door,
Still the voice was so familiar
So we let her calm us down
And we wrapped our tiny hand around her finger

I’m just like you, you’re just like me
Sometimes that’s almost impossible to see
Our blood both runs blue through our hands and our feet
I’m just like you, you’re just like me

From the southern tip of Chile
To the valleys in Nepal,
In the castles of Great Britain
Up against the Wailing Wall
From the blackest of the black at night
The palest of the pinkish white
The yellow of the sand

In the kitchens of Fallujah,
On the shores of Vietnam
In the trees of California,
In the vines of the Amazon
Where the reindeer walk in Norway
Where the rhesus monkeys play
We all gather by the fire,
Pushing through another day

I’m just like you, you’re just like me
Sometimes that’s almost impossible to see
Our blood both runs blue through our hands and our feet
I’m just like you, you’re just like me

Even Plato didn’t like to be alone
Even Joan of Arc wished she could go home
Maybe William Shakespeare felt misunderstood
Maybe Jesus wished he’d stuck to working wood

I’m just like you, you’re just like me
Sometimes that’s almost impossible to see
Our blood both runs blue through our hands and our feet
I’m just like you, you’re just like me

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