EASY SILENCE

EASY SILENCE (Dixie Chicks)

When the calls and conversations
Accidents and accusations
Messages and misperceptions
Paralyze my mind
Busses, cars, and airplanes leaving
Burning fumes of gasoline
And everyone is running
And I come to find a refuge in the
Easy silence that you make for me
It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me
And the peaceful quiet you create for me
And the way you keep the world at bay for me
The way you keep the world at bay
Monkeys on the barricades
Are warning us to back away
They form commissions trying to find
The next one they can crucify
And anger plays on every station
Answers only make more questions
I need something to believe in
Breathe in sanctuary in the
Easy silence that you make for me
It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me
And the peaceful quiet you create for me
And the way you keep the world at bay for me
The way you keep the world at bay
Children lose their youth too soon
Watching war made us immune
And I've got all the world to lose
But I just want to hold on to the
Easy silence that you make for me
It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me
And the peaceful quiet you create for me
And the way you keep the world at bay for me
The easy silence that you make for me
It's okay when there's nothing more to say to me
And the peaceful quiet you create for me
And the way you keep the world at bay for me
The way you keep the world at bay for me
The way you keep the world at bay


Silenci fàcil davant les injustícies que s’esdevenen en aquest món. Pequem per omissió. Tenim por a comprometre’ns. A portar la contrària dient el que realment pensem. A sacrificar el nostre còmode estil de vida. Girem la cara davant allò que no ens agrada. Pensem: “Tasca d’un altre. Jo no puc. Altres afers a enllestir.” O, simplement, “Ara sóc feliç i no és moment de sacrificar la meva pau. He lluitat massa per obtenir-la (encara que, essent realistes, molts cops m’hagi estat regalada). Millor continuar el meu camí. De què em parles? No em molestis!”.

Però arriba un moment en què un es molesta a un mateix perquè les injustícies el persegueixen. Arriba llavors el moment d’actuar... una decisió arriscada... un gir de 360º... moments que et titllen de boig... Però hi ha quelcom que accelera el batec del teu cor. Emoció desenfrenada. Maldecap ebri: et sents cridat a canviar allò que no t’agrada. Finalment has assumit que pots donar un dit, una mà o el braç perquè, en el fons, tots som un i la felicitat d’un és la de tots.

HEY, AMICS! EASY SILENCE? NOT FOR ME. I THINK I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY, SOMETHING TO GIVE. MAYBE I NEED TIME, BUT THE TIME WILL COME. (... and I must admit I'm a bit of a coward).