Cairo ( /ˈkaɪroʊ/ KYE-roh; Arabic: القاهرة al-Qāhira, literally "The Vanquisher" or "The Conqueror"), is the capital of Egypt and the largest city in the Arab world and Africa, and the 16th largest metropolitan area in the world. Located near the Nile Delta, it was founded in the year 969 A.D. making it 1,043 years old. Nicknamed "The City of a Thousand Minarets" for its preponderance of Islamic architecture, Cairo has long been a centre of the region's political and cultural life. Cairo was founded by the Fatimid dynasty in the 10th century AD.; but the land composing the present-day city was the site of national capitals whose remnants remain visible in parts of Old Cairo. Cairo is also associated with Ancient Egypt due to its proximity to the ancient cities of Memphis, Giza and Fustat which are nearby to the Great Sphinx and the pyramids of Giza.
Egyptians today often refer to Cairo as Maṣr (Arabic: مصر), the Arabic pronunciation of the name for Egypt itself, emphasizing the city's continued role in Egyptian influence. Cairo has the oldest and largest film and music industries in the Arab World, as well as the world's second-oldest institution of higher learning, al-Azhar University. Many international media, businesses, and organizations have regional headquarters in the city, and the Arab League has had its headquarters in Cairo for most of its existence.
18 Soldiers five days away
Caged in silence lying awake
Ragged tirades are dead at the stake
Raging sirens but nobody pays
We got nothing but time
Overacting out in cynical times
When the rain starts coming down
The search for absolution is dry
18 fathers visit the graves
Locked in violence resigned to their fate
Fallen Idols are cracked at the base
Hollow silence alone in their place
Retaliation is blind
With underestimated losses of life
And the stains of blood are bold
And visible beneath the divide
We're caught up in it we can't forget it
Forget your losses and don't regret it
I wish I'd never heard the news
(Never had a good day)
Baby wants a pair of shoes
(How'm I gonna repay?)
A thousand fingers touch my heart
I need so much
Blue Force is tearing me apart
Chorus 1:
No time for might have been
You're on the winning team
No time to choose
It's time to light the fuse
I know there's nothing I can do
(Don't let it freeze you)
The age of miracles is through
(They're never gonna please you)
The iceman's back, he treats the crowds
And ice is free
Blue force is pouring from the clouds
Tonight could be the night
We'll walk into the cool light
Though I'll not see you again
Light the fuse now!
They say the best's too good for you
(Your head's on fire)
That golden letdown can't be true
(Push push a little higher)
But when they say that we can't win
And you agree
Blue force will never fight for sin
Chorus 2:
I heard a voice tonight
Calling by satellite
"Thousands are right
And some will light the fuse"
Chorus 1 (repeat)
Chorus 2 (repeat)
Chorus 1 (repeat)
Glenn Gregory: Lead vocals, backing vocals
Martyn Ware: Linndrum programming, backing vocals
Ian Craig Marsh: Fairlight
Greg Walsh: Fairlight programming
I can't Bare to keep it inside
The more I say the more you devide
It came true that you lied
Ten more times we'de gather round the wake
If I had my way, you would pay
We'de find our remedy
Say your standing with me
Say you see what I see
Say it louder so that I can hear you
So what they're not convinced
They're misled dissidents in a
BULL SHIT FREAK FEST
Call this revolution
Call it anything we're breaking you down
The fuse just started
to let you out
The fuse just started to blow this up
The same is never used
New excuse for every word you say
If I can't be blind I will try
to bring you all with me
Say your standing with me
Say you see what I see
Say it louder so that I can hear you
So what they're not convinced
They're misled dissidents in a
BULL SHIT FREAK FEST
Call this revolution
Call it anything we're breaking you down
The fuse just started
to let you out
The fuse just started to blow this up
Breaking you
Breaking you
Breaking you down
Breaking you
Breaking you
Breaking you down
The fuse just started
to let you out
Down at the court house they're ringin' the flag down
Long black line of cars snakin' slow through town
Red sheets snappin' on the line
With this ring will you be mine
The fuse is burning
Shut out the lights
The fuse is burning
Come on let me do you right
Trees on fire with the first fall's frost
Long black line in front of Holy Cross
Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust
Tell me Baby who do you trust?
The fuse is burning
Shut out the lights
The fuse is burning
Come on let me do you right
Tires on the highway hissin' that something's coming
You can feel the wires in the tree tops hummin'
Devil's on the horizon line
Your skin and I'm alive
Quiet afternoon in the empty house
On the edge of the bed you slip off your blouse
The room is burning with the noon sun
Your bittersweet taste on my tongue
The fuse is burning
Shut out the lights
The fuse is burning
It's coming from so far away
It's hard to say for sure
Whether what I hear is music or the wind
Through an open door
There's a fire high in the empty sky
Where the sound meets the shore
There's a long distance loneliness
Rolling out over the desert floor
And the years that I spent lost in the mystery
Fall away leaving only the sound of the drum
Like a part of me
(It speaks to the heart of me)
Forget what life used to be
(You are what you choose to be)
It's whatever it is you see
That life will become
Whatever it is you might think you have
You have nothing to lose
Through every dead and living thing
Time runs like a fuse
And the fuse is burning
And the earth is turning
Though the years give way to uncertainty
And the fear of living for nothing strangles the will
There's a part of me
(That speaks to the heart of me)
Though sometimes it's hard to see
(It's never far from me)
Alive in eternity
That nothing can kill
Oh Lord
Are there really people starving still?
Look out beyond the walls of Babylon
How long will their needs go unfilled
I want to say right now I'm going to be around
When the walls and towers are crumbling
(When the towers are tumbling down)
And I will tune my spirit to the gentle sound
(I want to hear the sound)
Of the waters lapping on a higher ground
Saying