I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change.
No matter how many times I listen to the song- even if I listen to it over and over- I still feel the same feelings. The sadness and the desperation of a world torn apart. The dreams and beliefs of a section of humanity that simply doesn't want to fight any more. The vigourous dream that maybe, just maybe, things will change- that, one day, we will all stand together, dump all our money on Wall Street, and usher in a new age of peace and freedom.
That dream seems unlikely, but maybe, just maybe...
:) sadness but with a hint of something else.
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Yes, perfect day to be in 'one of those moods'! :)
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