we work the black seam konserde bir parçanın orijinalinden daha iyi nasıl çalınacağının bire bir kanıtıdır. konser kayıtlarını dinleyenler sanıyorum aynı fikirdedir. saksofonda branford marsalis olmasına rağmen hem de!

(luna - 28 Mart 2011 15:11)

the dream of the blue turtles albümünden bildik bir ilk dönem sting şarkısı. sürekli tekrar eden bir ritim üzerinde oldukça tiz bir vokal ve üflemelilerden oluşan parça, sting'i yalnızca son 10 yılıyla tanıyanlar için oldukça şaşırtıcı bir başlangıçtır. ancak sting'i bilenler bilir, bu albümde zaten gerisi gelir. ^****
(bkz: russians)
(bkz: childrens crusade)
sözlerine bilhassa dikkat etmek gerek:

this place has changed for good
your economic theory said it would
it's hard for us to understand
we can't give up our jobs the way we should
our blood has stained the coal
we tunneled deep inside the nation's soul
we matter more than pounds and pence
your economic theory makes no sense

one day in a nuclear age
they may understand our rage
they build machines that they can't control
and bury the waste in a great big hole
power was to become cheap and clean
grimy faces were never seen
but deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
we work the black seam together

the seam lies underground
three million years of pressure packed it down
we walk through ancient forest lands
and light a thousand cities with our hands
your dark satanic mills
have made redundant all our mining skills
you can't exchange a six inch band
for all the poisoned streams in cumberland

one day in a nuclear age
they may understand our rage
they build machines that they can't control
and bury the waste in a great big hole
power was to become cheap and clean
grimy faces were never seen
but deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
we work the black seam together

our conscious lives run deep
you cling onto your mountain while we sleep
this way of life is part of me
the is no price so only let me be
and should the children weep
the turning world will sing their souls to sleep
when you have sunk without a trace
the universe will suck me into place

one day in a nuclear age
they may understand our rage
they build machines that they can't control
and bury the waste in a great big hole
power was to become cheap and clean
grimy faces were never seen
but deadly for twelve thousand years is carbon fourteen
we work the black seam together

(defacto - 28 Haziran 2006 18:13)