Letra de High Pressure Low (Acoustic Version)
There was a high pressure low developing off the coast of Africa Uplift in the atmosphere, push waves across the ocean Towards Antilles and Bon Air While I paced in agitationI drew the curtains closed I set the air conditioner low I pressed a warm washcloth to my face Somewhere out there a hurricane is comingThere's just no future left for us to dream of Living in an era of instability So caught up in the culture of their rivals, fear breeds in honest men It's a high pressure lowSeven missiles flying over the sea of Japan Tales of feral children sleeping in wolf dens And the pious preacher commands I hold my breath in anticipationInto the shelter of the jungle noble savages run Vestal virgins triumph over lifelong inhibitions And I wonder What is real, what is fictionThere's just no future left for us to dream of Living in an era of instability So caught up in the culture of their rivals, fear breeds in honest men It's a high pressure lowWould anyone forgive Robert McNamara? In retrospect he had to admit There was mistake in going to war Without first asking all the questionsYes, Robert Strange McNamara There are those who just cannot forget And I wonder Have I left my own compassion?There's just no future left for us to dream of Living in an era of instability So caught up in the culture of their rivals, fear breeds in honest men It's a high pressure low