Story Behind the Song
This is a tune that was originally a Jazz piece, that I put a slow funk beat, some synth pads, and distortion guitar, and now I don't what you'd call it... It's a song from the perspective of a man being forced to leave his home because of war. He faces an uncertain future, and wonders "why should simple lives be so important to the intellects, when all men rise then fall, life is love and love is all..."
I wrote the music in 1995, and wrote the lyrics in 1997. When the tragedy in Kosava began, I realized that it was the same subject playing itself out again. I decided to donate this song to the cause of aiding the Kosava refugees. However, soon after recording it, Turkey saw huge a huge earth quake. I will never foget traveling on a bus through the quake site, on my way back to Istanbul with my wife. The crumbled houses, the burning oil tanks, submarines filling the harbour, and people everywhere sleeping where ever they could. I decided that I should also try to raise money for this cause, God willing. Now, Chechnya is seeing a brutal war, creating another huge refugee crisis, some say worse than Kosava. And so the benefit album still finds a reason to exist.
Lyrics
Leaving
© Aaron Spevack 1998
So I took her hand, and she closed the door
All the lights were down, but burning memories of before
Then I see her face, glancing forward into the darkness
And I too begin, to wonder where the road ends
Oh the sky is bare, and the wind is dry
All the scapegoats flee, when the king must die.
In the bed where we lay, would be soldiers of war
And we’d watch the rain, from the window no more
Why should simple lives, be so important to the intellects,
When all men rise then fall, life is love and love is all.
Oh the sky is bare, and the wind is dry,
All the scapegoats flee, when the king must die.
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