We are well informed and we are wise, please stop telling us lies… #SLS

So, today I am back to this year’s Song Lyric Sunday and Jim’s prompt of School/Books/Learning:

Now, none of the words do appear in the song that I have chosen but I believe it fits anyway. I am a fan of Joan Baez and had a phase in the early ’80s when I was continuously listening to her music as well as reading her biography. We listened to a wide range of music in my parent’s house from classical Bach over Santana to the singer/songwriters of the ’70s both German and English singing.

That’s when I was introduced to her: My father had bought a record (yea that was before we had a cd -player) I think it was a Best-of or something but this song was on it and it felt she sang about me.

The reason I remembered the song is young Greta Thunberg who is the climate change activist who manages to make our youngsters stand up and tell us to move our bums and do something. I think the lines

Maybe we’re your conscience in disguise
We’re well informed and we are wise
Please stop telling us lies

fit perfectly for these kids. They know so much and are not yet trodden down by life nor do they believe the lies that we tell ourselves. I also think that Joan Baez who was an activist all her life does approve of Greta’s work.

I am pondering a lot the days when I was a teenager. “Green topics” were hot with the people I hang out with. We worried about water poisoning and usage, acidic rain, recycling, air pollution and I have all of my life tried not to use too much water, plastic, do my bit of recycling and not waste any of the resources that are given to us. The difference I see between my generation and Greta’s is that we still had hope. We could still change everything and there was time enough. Time is running out now though and it makes me sad that we leave this sort of world behind for these kids.

I have no children but I believe what Africans say: You need a village to raise a child. Children do not need to come from my womb for me to care about them and the world we leave behind for them. So I save even more water, collect plastic where I walk, use the car less, have become a full vegetarian and given up my dreams of visiting places where I would have to fly to just to do my bit. Sometimes I doubt it makes any difference but on the other hand what else can I do?

But now enough words. Here is the song and I hope you enjoy it:

 


video credit: Joan Baez video source: Scout4Me1 via YouTube

 

“Children Of The 80’s” by Joan Baez

We’re the children of the 80’s, haven’t we grown
We’re tender as a lotus and we’re tougher than stone
And the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden

We like the music of the 60’s
We think that era must have been nifty
Flower children, Woodstock and the War
Dirty scandals, cover-ups and more
Oh, but it’s getting harder to deceive us
We don’t care if Dylan’s gone to Jesus
Jimi Hendrix is playing o
We know Janis Joplin was the rose
And we also know that that’s the way it goes
With all the stuff that she put in her arm
Don’t be alarmed

We are the children of the 80’s, haven’t we grown
We’re tender as a lotus and we’re tougher than stone
And the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden

Some of us are the sisters and the brothers
Who prefer the nighttime for our cover
A leather jacket and a single golden earring
Hang out at discos, rock shows, lose our hearing
Put tattoos all up and down our thighs
Do anything our parents would despise
Take uppers, downers, blues and reds and yellows
Our brains are turning to Jello
We think that life is overrated
Loneliness was underestimated
We are looking forward to the days
When we live inside of a purple haze
Where the salvation of the soul is rock and roll

We are the children of the 80’s, haven’t we grown
We’re tender as a lotus and we’re tougher than stone
And the age of our innocence is somewhere in the garden

Some of us may offer a surprise
Recently have you looked in our eyes
Maybe we’re your conscience in disguise
We’re well informed and we are wise
Please stop telling us lies
We know Afghanistan’s invaded
We know Bolivia’s dictated
We know America’s inflated
And although we do not move in masses
We have lit our candles from your ashes
We are the warriors of the sun
The golden boys and the golden girls
For a better world

We are the children of the 80’s, haven’t we grown
We’re tender as a lotus and we’re tougher than stone
And the age of our innocence is somewhere, somewhere in the garden