1. |
Blood Like Fire
03:43
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We might get bombed
We might get bombed
We might get bombed
Please remain calm
If we do, we'll head downstairs
When the warning siren blares
And in the morning
We'll pick up all the pieces from the ground
Our bones like wire
Our blood is like fire
Our blood's like fire
We might get wet
We might get wet
We might get wet
That's what you get
It's the worst cold you've ever known
The kind that sneaks into your bones
And in the morning we'll drag your sleepless body from the ground
We might get burned
We might get burned
We might get burned
What have we learned
If we do we'll stop the car
Peel the skin before it scars
And in the morning we'll scatter our own ashes on the ground
Our bones like wire
Our blood is like fire
Our blood's like fire
We might get lost
We might get lost
We might get lost
The ship is tossed
And when we're drifting out at sea
You'll take one last look at me
And in the morning you'll know I once was lost
But now I'm drowned
Our bones like wire
Our blood is like fire
Our blood's like fire
Our bones like wire
Our hearts are on fire
Our blood's like fire
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2. |
Feza Feza
04:35
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They said it couldn't happen in this land
Then the air whispered our demands
A group of school boys painted on a wall
Said we want the regime to fall
Then the secret police took them
Threw 'em in a cell
Pulled out their finger nails
Put 'em through hell
Their parents pleaded with the city mayor
He said forget about your children
Have some new ones if you dare
Feza feza la Horan
Raise your voice and sing my song
Feza feza Horan
(Bidee Huriyeh) I want freedom
Feza feza la Suria
(enna ma con) I am with ya
I am with ya
In the early spring we took a stand
Tore down the wall of fear hand by hand
We marched In peace, but they shot to kill
For every martyr, there are ten thousand standing still
Then the tanks roiled into the streets
Soldiers went door to door and made us kiss their feet
They cut the power and the phones went dead
I stepped onto the terrace
A bullet grazed my head
Feza feza la Horan
Raise your voice and sing my song
Feza feza Horan
(Bidee Huriyeh) I want freedom
Feza feza la Suria
(enna ma con) I am with ya
I am with ya
I saw a young man stumble back from the front line
Sick from the tear gas, like he was deaf and blind
I ran down the stairs as if he were my son
But the sniper's bullet flew faster than I could run
Feza feza la Horan
Raise your voice and sing my song
Feza feza Horan
(Bidee Huriyeh) I want freedom
Feza feza la Suria
(enna ma con) I am with ya
I am with ya
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3. |
Weary World
05:51
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Dreamers of the weary world
It’s time that we woke up
There’s another king killing his own people
Dreamers of the weary world
It’s time that we woke up
And ring them bells from high inside the steeple
The dictator of Damascus wears a suit and tie
But his tank shells fill the sky
And his citizens seek shelter in their basements
The food is running out now
There are children without heat
Bombs force them into the street
Where the sniper’s bullet greets them on the pavement
Chorus (Arabic)
His name might mean “the Lion”
But he acts more like a mouse
Running with the rats inside his house
And the United Nations answers with its silence
He depends on his friends
In Iran and Hezbollah
Vetoes from China and Russia
Who supply the weapons of the deadly violence
Dreamers of the weary world
It’s time that we woke up
There’s another king killing his own people
Dreamers of the weary world
It’s time that we woke up
To ring them bells from high inside the steeple
I saw a baby boy last night
with shrapnel in his chest
I was an uninvited guest
Watched as his father did his best
To ease his passing
Mothers of the world weep
For the innocent who die
For the corrupt and vicious lies
For Justice to open up her closed eyes
And come' a crashing
Chorus (Arabic)
Don’t you turn away
Don’t you be paralyzed
Watch the T.V. mesmerized
We can do more than empathize
We can all help save human lives
Through concrete action
Lift your voices to them now
From wherever you may roam
Let them know they’re not alone
Let your deeds sow the seeds
Of real compassion
(Arabic)
Dreamers of the weary world
It’s time that we woke up
To ring them bells from high inside the steeple
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4. |
Not a Civil War
04:01
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(Arabic)
This is not a civil war
It's a revolution
We lift up our voice
The regime drops ammunition
And with our blood
We rewrite the constitution
This is not a civil war
It's a revolution
(Arabic)
This is not a civil war
It's a whole-sale slaughter
Street to street
House to house
They massacre our sons and daughters
The rivers rise with the bodies of one hundred thousand martyrs
This is not a civil war
It's a whole-sale slaughter
A thousand days
Cold and naked in the rain
Sometimes you get numb to the pain
But we will not run for shelter
Until our country is reclaimed
We've got nothing left to lose
And our dignity to gain
In the beginning we died for freedom
But now we live for retribution
This is not a civil war
This is not a civil war
But its turned into so much more
Than a revolution
(Arabic)
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5. |
Syria the Healer
09:42
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Now that we have found a voice
We also have a choice
To sink down into hatred
Or reach for higher ground
To buy into divisions
Among tribes and religions
Or to heal this country
To which all our lives are bound
If the regime wants to divide us
Let Syria unite us
If the regime is criminal
Let the people be just
The regime is the killer
But Syria is the healer
The regime is a liar
In the people we trust
There's a boy in Deirazour
Praying for the end of the war
He once recited patriotic poems by heart
That golden bond of trust
In his leaders has turned to rust
His childhood innocence has been blown apart.
(Arabic)
We've been abandoned by the super powers
So a free Syria will be ours
From the villages of Horan
To the Aleppo city streets
The regime is the killer
But Syria is the healer
The regime is a liar
In the people we trust
There's a girl in Hama city
She was young and oh so pretty
Smiling in that photo with her brother and mom
The picture's broken on the floor
No one lives there anymore
The last sound that she heard
Was an exploding cluster bomb
(Arabic)
The regime is a liar
in the people we trust
The regime wants to destroy her
So defend her
We must
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Dylan Connor Stratford, Connecticut
Dylan Connor is set to release his 5th full-length album in 2021, titled Infinity
Days.
Connor's sound has drawn comparisons to R.E.M., Ben Folds, and Gin Blossoms
In 2021, Dylan's single "Bring You Back" was featured in the crime thriller "Adverse" starring Sean Astin and Mickey Rourke. His song "Man of Peace" was featured in Academy Award contending documentary "Little Gandhi."
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