I was at the gym. Worked my legs hard...grrrrr....always gives me randy pants. I was on the bike then, but decided to cut that shit short. I walked into the house (aka the cockpit) and flipped on the tv and within a few minutes I was crying. Shelter From the Storm, the benefit concert for hurricane relief, is being simulcast on most of the networks live tonight. Now Neil Young's voice is always haunting to me. Ugly man, gorgeous voice. When he sang Imagine after 9/11 on America: A Tribute To Heroes it was crushingly beautiful, I thought. Tonight he sang When God Made Me from his new album, Prairie Wind. If you click on any of those links to albums on amazon.com you're only ONE CLICK away from donating to the Red Cross and helping these brothers and sisters and grammas and nephews.
Here are the lyrics to Neil's song. Love them no matter what I feel about God/god/Bob. You and that choir made me get my ass up again to click, Neil, ya big ugly bastard. Gotta go. Kanye on.
WHEN GOD MADE ME
Was he thinking about my country,
or the colour of my skin?
Was he thinking about my religion,
and the way I worshipped him?
Did he create just me in his image,
or every living thing?
When God made me.
When God made me.
Was he planning only for believers,
or for those who just had faith?
Did he envision all wars
that were fought in his name?
Did he say there was only one way
to be close to him?
When God made me.
When God made me.
Did he give me the gift of love
to say who I could choose?
When God made me.
When God made me.
When God made me.
Did he give me the gift of voice
so some could silence me?
Did he give me the gift of vision
not knowing what I might see?
Did he give me the gift of compassion
to help my fellow man?
When God made me.
When God made me.
When God made me.
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