Behind the wall by Tracy Chapman
Last night I heard the screaming/ Loud voices behind the wall/ Another sleepless night for me/ It won't do no good to call/ The police/ Always come late/ If they come at all
And when they arrive/ They say they can't interfere/ With domestic affairs/ Between a man and his wife/ And as they walk out the door/ The tears well up in her eyes
Last night I heard the screaming/ Then a silence that chilled my soul/ I prayed that I was dreaming/ When I saw the ambulance in the road
And the policeman said/ I'm here to keep the peace/ Will the crowd disperse/ I think we all could use some sleep
1 comment:
Mònica,
I love this song. I once worked on it with my students of 2nd Batxillerat and I think now it's time to recover it an make them become aware that this is a real problem that seems to have no end. Thank you for reminding me.
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