[aLICErOBERTSfANkLUB]

1937.

Guernica.

[Oldmanmatt]

I remember...

Well, you know what I mean.

[Oldmanmatt]

Actually rented a room in BCN, back '98 '99ish, from a Frenchman who had served with the Legion and then stayed, despite years of persecution by Franco's bullies.
Bit like living with Laurie Lee...

[fried]

[Johnny Brown]

See gargoyles, can you see the wonder?
Yes I fear the carbine,
What does never wrong mean - that's right?

You wanna hurt me, stop the row,
That's both of us are stitched up now;
We're horses now.
We're whores, that's us.

Mean sinful eyes that maim or fear,
It's the look that stings I fear boy.
Be mistrusting and trust no one.
They've been back down for nothing,
It was never shared its ours,
We will know those names who follow.

[Oldmanmatt]

I know I've posted it before.
But...

When the sun sets in the morning.
Long before the day is done.
Sorrow, the only dawning.
A shadow on the sun.

Hold on, for tomorrow,
A day that’s yet to come.
Let go of the sorrow,
And in the dark light, run.