„You drink precious wine like water in an overpriced bar.
Next to a refugee shelter.
feeling the unfairness.All you should know fortunes fades.“
Fortune Fades I The Radar Station
Mehr Demut. Mehr Dankbarkeit.
Alles vergeht. Um uns herum ist so vieles kaputt. Sind wir dankbar für das, was wir haben. Viel zu oft beschweren wir uns über Nichtigkeiten. Das war auch der Anlass des Songs von Brent Buckler.
Die Story erklärt die Band selbst:
Hier als Zitat, falls das Posting mal verschwinden sollte:
“Fortune Fades” is our 21st-century protest song.
I wrote the lyrics after witnessing a scene at a café in Brussels, just across from ‘het klein kasteeltje’, a refugee centre.
A young, impeccably dressed woman sipped her cocktail, untouched by the world around her, while dozens of refugees waited in line, sheltering in worn-out one-minute tents.
One man, overwhelmed by the injustice, hurled a beer glass and shouted in a language we didn’t understand.
Later, the police questioned him. She was simply annoyed by the broken glass.
But one day, the tables will turn. Our luck will run out. Our fortune will fade.
