Azar Baksh - The world cannot breathe

Since February i've been working not exclusively but mainly on a next live cd that contains songs recorded at 2 relatively recent retreats that i guided. This song "The world cannot breathe" is from the last, small September retreat, written only one month earlier and addressing the current situation in the world. I'm afraid this song is part of the "Top 100 very best of Azar Baksh", but you better decide this for yourself. Fortunately we have a video of this recording, even though my face is partly behind the plop-screen. The advice, as usual, is to play the song on good music equipment – computer boxes won't suffice – and, for a first listen, put it a bit louder, i would say. May the song contribute to opening hearts (more deeply) and, related, raising consciousness in people, so much needed nowadays.

If a creative person would feel inspired to use this music to construct a fitting, preferably touching, video with it – i think the song is excellent for that – feel free, although please inform us if so, and at least link us the result.

- lyrics -

The world cannot breathe

Feeling so sad
The world cannot breathe
The world’s become mad
Has it always been

Join or stay aside
A lie or a lie
How can we live
How can we rise
How can we go on
When love is denied

New technologies
And where are all the bees
The fertilization of love
In the monetization of it all
No apologies for a bee
Nature is free – dead or alive

The damage will be solved, they say
By new technologies
Trying to fix the part
While killing the whole, the Heart

The nightmare seems a joke
Although it doesn’t end
My body actually chokes
They offer me a new one to rent

With chips in my head
To desensitize
To not feel the pain
Caused by the Lies

Second rate people
Have been sacrificed
For the rich egos
Refuse to cry

We all need to bow it seems
For the wishes of the richest
They’re poor and need more and more
Money – money
And everybody’s getting sick

We sacrifice our nature
To please the money lords
The Heart is outrageous
But our bodies are torn

Babies are priceless
Jab them any time
Cocktails of poison
Rolls Royces drive

Man’s getting weaker
His seed dies away
A wireless treatment
It’s dying every day

Feeling so sad
The world cannot breathe
The world’s become mad
Or has it always been

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