Gone Are The Days [Song]

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GONE ARE THE DAYS
By Lord Shorty [Ras Shorty I]

Ley la ley la ley la, ley la ley la ley la
Ley la ley la ley la, ley la ley la ley la

Since them cane fields, them slum yards
Them highways and them ghettos that come between you and me
And all them wayward children searching
In darkness without guidance for their ancestry
I see the rich, I see the poor on the land
In a ball of confusion they living,
The old ent caring, the young ent listening...

Gone are them days when we loved each other
Gone are them times when we were together
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger.

Ley la ley la ley la, ley la ley la ley la
Ley la ley la ley la, ley la ley la ley la

They are memories of instant graveyards
Though you tend to turn your sleeping eyes further away
From the protesting voice of the people
Leading a justified struggle to find a better way
I see the weak, I see the strong on the land
One man, one history, one culture in conflict with one another...

Gone are them days when we loved each other
Gone are them times when we were together
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger.

Ley la ley la ley la, ley la ley la ley la
Ley la ley la ley la

Brother, sister, friend and neighbour
I see them walking down the same old road with problems on their minds
And though thousands of people walking by, thousands of distressed voices cry
And the whole world remain blind
But I am a man and I must go on on the land
I'll pretend that there is no burden though I'm all alone and forgotten...

Gone are them days when we loved each other
Gone are them times when we were together
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger.

Ley la ley la ley la....

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Ras Shorty I. For me this is a crossroads song. I couldn't have come across it at a better time but that is often the way with spirit guides and their little gifts.

I am sad. Maybe I am also paranoid because chills ran through and through my body when I read this headline yesterday in the Trinidad Express:

HUNT FOR SIA SNITCH. Govt brings in 7 US lie detector experts to probe media leaks. By Denyse Renne. Trinidad Express Newspapers | Mar 13, 2011 at 11:50 PM ECT

I swear that I heard the sound of a door banging shut. A realization and a sadness came down upon me like a ton of bricks and is still with me tonight. I feel that I have lost my country. T&T has turned another corner and as I stand here and watch it going down the road, something is telling me that this time is not like the other times. Where in the world is my home?

"Gone are them days when we loved each other
Gone are them times when we were together
No more smiling face, no more warm embrace
In my home I'm like a stranger."

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare