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Sue Ann Harkey: Harp-Guitar, Vocals
Robert Hinrix: Harmony Vocals
Chris Cochrane: Guitar
Sue Garner: Bass

Words are an excerpt from 'We Homeless Ones' BookV of 'Joyful Wisdom' by F. Nietzsche; translated by 'Art and Language' V:110-82'.

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Sue Ann Harkey: Harp-Guitar, Vocals
Robert Hinrix: Harmony Vocals
Chris Cochrane: Guitar
Sue Garner: Bass

Words are an excerpt from 'We Homeless Ones' BookV of 'Joyful Wisdom' by F. Nietzsche; translated by 'Art and Language' V:110-82'.

The Homeless

Ingenious exercise indeed
With these my words to meet
The need of an inconsolable breed

Children of the future
Used to roam across the continent
How could we come
To take this little present as our home?

We who will not sleep and be possessed
By dreams in which this time of change, this mess, is stabilized
How could we be at rest?

We conserve nothing
Nor would we restore past circumstance.
Liberals we are not
Nor is what's know as progress what we labour for.

We have heard unmoved the insistent cry of the market
Heard the high and plangent siren voices sigh

For their future
Signing of how free those who plunge and drown
Will be their unreachable society

We do not set ourselves to work
For the realm of righteousness and peace on earth
For we know what mediocrity is worth

We rejoice in those who relish danger as we do
Who court conflict and adventure
And will not compromise or be captured

We ponder often on the need for change
But with a conqueror's consciousness
Those who raise and strengthen 'Man'
Create new kinds of slaves

And no concern of ours
All they display is sick men's need
To cover up decay
Wear them as virtues though they may

No we are not lovers of mankind
Nor are we through indifferent or blind
To the blackness of the nationalist mind

Foul passions to be pure
Hate for the race of others
The heart itch, the set face twitching
The insular disgrace

Ourselves the pain of rage at this
The present form of politics
Which breeds both vanity and barrenness

Walls of distrust prop up the petty state
Where space is made by mutual, moral hate
It stokes its roots, withdrawn, inviolate

Too various, too adulterate to claim membership
Of the class of modern men

Though we set our minds against theirs
We shall not forget

(Words for The Homeless are excerpts from 'We Homeless Ones' bookV of Joyful Wisdom by F. Neitzsche; translated in Art and Language V: 1 10-82')

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from The Ancient Past And The Ancient Future Are Both Seconds Away, released May 5, 1988

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