"Elapse" genre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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	Elapse distilled in the period between 25 September 1996, when Israeli troops shot Birzeit University student Yasser Abdul Ghani, and 6 February 1997, the day he finally died after four and a half months in a coma. This version is a live recording from the Black Dog Coffee Bar, St. Paul, MN, 16 January 1999.
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	Story Behind the Song Elapse distilled in the period between 25 September 1996, when Israeli troops shot Birzeit University student Yasser Abdul Ghani, and 6 February 1997, the day he finally died after four and a half months in a coma. I heard he had been shot as I was walking across the crowded campus of Birzeit, surrounded by life and the bright light of a sunny day, and realised that Yasser Abdul Ghani had just stepped into eternity. At the beginning of the following year, in the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem, that sense of frozen moment in time came back, as a work-related opportunity allowed me to stand alone in the normally busy tomb of Christ. Lyrics one mother, one child and half the world was paralysed. some ran for the shelter others spent lifetimes avoiding their eyes and time itself was torn in two to after and before. the sweet, sweet dance of circumstance silent, washed up on the shore. with a ticking of hearts taking over the world primed like a bomb as i stand above the shattered rock where the tremor first came from i know that consciousness one day will tear like a curtain in the fog and home will come like a tunnel end or a missile thrown by god. and i was dreaming dreaming yes i was dreaming of light and i wanted you to know that today there is no night a simple step through a blind man's void that poets chipped in stone and everything we want to know will be laid as bare as long dead bones. with morning broken, blackbird's eye will seek horizon's glare - a painful sight of all of light as night uses up its share. and grass has passed into the fire where willows kiss the stream and a million years of history elapses with a scream. there is no mystic milestone here from some ancient traveller's choice. just the endless echo of the first cry of a baby's voice. and i was dreaming dreaming yes i was dreaming of light and i wanted you to know that today there is no night 2 january 1997, ramallah, west bank

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