It Wasn't Roaring it Was Weeping...

 If you have not heard this tune, I have no idea how you can claim to love music.  

I Love the group Black Mambazo.  I have had a love affair with them for more years than I wish to claim. They of course are totally ignorant of my affection.  They are forgiven... for the time being.  Songs in general tell us a story.  They speak of  love and loss, some about days gone by, and some about the bitterness of injustice and in this case apartheid.  Weeping is such a song.  

The story according to Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weeping_(song)  

Black Mambazo joined with Josh Groban to perform this wonderful piece. And what a combination.  Does it get better? Don't answer that. 

So, for those who have not enjoyed this wonderful song, and the story behind it. I bring you WEEPING...enjoy

I knew a man who lived in fear
It was huge, it was angry
It was drawing near
Behind his house a secret place
Was the shadow of the demon
He could never face

He built a wall of steel and flame
And men with guns to keep it tame
Then standing back he made it plain
That the nightmare would never ever rise again
But the fear and the fire and the guns remain

It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping

And then one day the neighbors came
They were curious to know about the smoke and flame
They stood around outside the wall
But of course there was nothing to be heard at all
"My friends," he said, "We've reached our goal
The threat is under firm control
As long as peace and order reign
I'll be damned if I can see a reason to explain
Why the fear and the fire and the guns remain"

It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping

Say ah, say ah, say ah
Say ah, say ah, say ah

It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow

It doesn't matter now it's over anyhow
He tells the world that it's sleeping
But as the night came round I heard
It slowly sound
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping
It wasn't roaring, it was weeping

Say ah, say ah, say ah
Say ah, say ah, say ah

By the way, if you shed a tear...well that is expected.  It is OK, I will be there to help dry the tear.

Love 

The Lass