I listened to this thru my Mom's radiation treatments. She had the same as you... calcifications. She's 86 today. Very powerful music. Thank you, Sheryl. 💜💜💜
This is honestly how it feels when I'm having flashbacks to seeing my father having gotten into a fight with a hockey fan and having to get 16 stitches, hearing my uncle threaten to _actually_ k*ll my father, and the s*xual abuse that my father inflicted on me through 2008-2012 and hearing that he committed su*cide in May 2015. And on top of all that, finding out that I was suffering with a developmental issue as well that came about from my mother having drank while being pregnant to get away from her own mental health issues.
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of metallic, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a sky shine light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim. I had to stop from fright There I stood in the highway; I heard the Nuclear warning bell And I was thinking to myself, 'This ain't no longer Heaven its going to be Hell' Then it lit up like a Nuclear candle showing me the bright of day There were voices down the ENEnews corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the Hotel Fukushima Such a dangerous place Such a ugly waste. Plenty of Radioactivity at the Hotel Fukushima Any time of year, you can find it here. They're mind is greedy-twisted, they all got Mercedes bends They all got a lot of pretty, pretty toys, as they're safety pretends. How they fear in the control room, in paranoid sweat. Some failed to remember, some do drugs to forget. So I called up the Captain, 'Please bring me my dosimeter time' He said, 'We haven't had that high count here since nineteen sixty nine' And still those ENEnews posters from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say... Welcome to the Hotel Fukushima Such a poisoned place Such an ugly waste They're all dying up at the Hotel Fukushima What a contamination surprise, bring your TEPCO alibis Smoke and mirrors used for Nuclear dealing, The champagne fizzing becquerels behind a wall of ice And they said 'We are all just prisoners here, of Yakuza's device' And in the reactors chambers, They gathered to stop the radiation released They stab at it with their homeless worker's lives, But they just can't kill the Nuclear beast. Last thing I remember, they was Running for the door Trying to find the passage back To the place it was before. 'Relax,' said Abe the Japanese man, We are programmed to bow and leave. You can checkout any time you like, But radiation in you can never leave!
I listened to this thru my Mom's radiation treatments. She had the same as you... calcifications. She's 86 today. Very powerful music. Thank you, Sheryl. 💜💜💜
I listened to this song daily on my journey for 33 treatment of radiation, thank you Sheryl for your sharing
Michelle Dowdell. Blessings to you girl for making it through. I have too
This goes out to all the survivors and victims of this year's pandemic.
This is honestly how it feels when I'm having flashbacks to seeing my father having gotten into a fight with a hockey fan and having to get 16 stitches, hearing my uncle threaten to _actually_ k*ll my father, and the s*xual abuse that my father inflicted on me through 2008-2012 and hearing that he committed su*cide in May 2015. And on top of all that, finding out that I was suffering with a developmental issue as well that came about from my mother having drank while being pregnant to get away from her own mental health issues.
ascoltavo spesso sheryl...e questa canzone anni fa',seduto sulla poltrona mentre facevo chemioterapia.mi ha aiutato,molto.
i love this song she is a jedi woman now a good girl in light
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of metallic, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a sky shine light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim.
I had to stop from fright
There I stood in the highway;
I heard the Nuclear warning bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This ain't no longer Heaven its going to be Hell'
Then it lit up like a Nuclear candle showing me the bright of day
There were voices down the ENEnews corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Fukushima
Such a dangerous place
Such a ugly waste.
Plenty of Radioactivity at the Hotel Fukushima
Any time of year, you can find it here.
They're mind is greedy-twisted, they all got Mercedes bends
They all got a lot of pretty, pretty toys, as they're safety pretends.
How they fear in the control room, in paranoid sweat.
Some failed to remember, some do drugs to forget.
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my dosimeter time'
He said,
'We haven't had that high count here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those ENEnews posters from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel Fukushima
Such a poisoned place
Such an ugly waste
They're all dying up at the Hotel Fukushima
What a contamination surprise, bring your TEPCO alibis
Smoke and mirrors used for Nuclear dealing,
The champagne fizzing becquerels behind a wall of ice
And they said 'We are all just prisoners here, of Yakuza's device'
And in the reactors chambers,
They gathered to stop the radiation released
They stab at it with their homeless worker's lives,
But they just can't kill the Nuclear beast.
Last thing I remember, they was
Running for the door
Trying to find the passage back
To the place it was before.
'Relax,' said Abe the Japanese man,
We are programmed to bow and leave.
You can checkout any time you like,
But radiation in you can never leave!
Well done Gaston Belanger Thank You
Good song, I dedicate this to an Aunt who had to go through it....... what a ride for her.
make it go awaayyy !!
love it :-)
Não conhecia essa canção.
beautiful, dark, & intimate.
great album "Detours"
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Amazing album, amazing song!!!! :)