fact as fiction and tv reality.

Yes

I can't believe the news today
Oh, I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?
'Cause tonight we can be as one, tonight

Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end streets
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up, puts my back up against the wall

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

And the battle's just begun
There's many lost but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

How long, how long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?
'Cause tonight we can be as one
Tonight, tonight

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your tears away
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes

Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday

And it's true we are immune when fact is fiction and TV reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle just begun to claim the victory Jesus won on

Sunday Bloody Sunday
Sunday Bloody Sunday

© POLYGRAM INT. MUSIC PUBL. B.V.;

............this is one of my favorite songs. It relates to more than one instance of war, or what ever you 

want to describe it as. I look around at the news being broadcasted- can you find anything any more 

depressing? ...honestly. Dispute in America over healthcare; abortion, which has taken more lives than the Holocaust did; assisted suicide; bombings in Russia; the aftereffects of the genocide in Africa; children dying every day because of preventable diseases and hunger; families torn apart by social issues; need I go on? .........if I keep all those problems out of my mind, and dwell on the stressful things going on in my life; preparing for graduation, figuring out what I'm going to do after graduation, photography projects, school papers, drama with friends, my family; all those combined seem to overwhelm me. But then I look up and out from myself, and I realize that in all, my life isn't that bad. I've got the option of sitting in a corner being mad at the world because I didn't get my way, or I can get up and DO something. I'm not sure yet what that something will be, but I know that when I find it, it will hit me like a brick on the head, and I'll finally get it. I just pray that I figure it out soon.