No Cause For Alarm

Words & Music : by Dick Gaughan
©Grian Music 1996

I've been trying to follow what's been going on
You confuse me by saying that it's all gone wrong
So there's walls coming down all over the place,
Well, maybe putting them there was our first mistake
For the eggs to hatch the shell must break
Don't count the chickens too soon!

I see no cause for alarm
No reason to get downhearted
They're trying to say our time is past
Hell, it hasn't even started!

I believe that love is still the finest power
It's a beacon shining in the midnight hour
It burns inside and it's burning still
They haven't killed it and they never will
Gonna run to the top of the nearest hill
And dance till the sun comes up

I've got my eyes fixed tight on the road ahead
Pay no heed to the things being said
Look at who's saying them, scratch my head
Get back to the business of life

I believe that love is still the finest power
It's a beacon shining in the midnight hour
It burns inside and it's burning still
They haven't killed it and they never will
Gonna run to the top of the nearest hill
And dance till the sun comes up


Song Notes

Someone once called me an 'unreconstructed socialist'. If I understood what that meant, I might comment on it. (No, don't bother trying to explain it to me - life's too short for wasting time on intellectual word games.) But I have seen nothing to convince me that Marx was wrong in his observations as to how change takes place. The basic contradiction at the heart of Capitalism is still there and that is the crucial fact. Anyone capable of seeing beyond 'Me - Now' and looking at 'Us - Over a period of time' can see that.

Anyone wondering what I'm on about should read Jack London's The Iron Heel or Robert Tressell's The Ragged-Trousered Philanthropists

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