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A powerful Spanish rhythmic pagan ode to life in all its joy and pain, glory and tragedy.

Moray Crawford: Bongos, Udu
Roman Rhodes: Guitars, Vocals
Larry Ransome: Dunbek, Jembe, Woodblock
Fumihiko Sado: Violin
Mark Williams: Bass

Lyrics

Tinged
© Roman Rhodes, 2007

All our joy is tinged with tragedy
From the tall blue mountains to the wine dark sea
We celebrate our human victory
Over the very things that let us breathe and be.

There's no desire that’s not tarnished,
From the birth of child to death's last wish.
From the Savoy truffle to some trifling dish,
To marbled Washington from the fall of Kish.

The farmers till, the cities fall
The nations build a tumbling wall
From Jericho to the Gaza mall
Our success knows collapse's call.

This is the wheel they call Samsara,
Beauty's short-lived like dripping mascara.
And all the great loves like Scarlet O'Hara’s
crumble to dust in this vast Sahara.

Instrumental:

And yet, all our pain is tinged with glory.
Nirvana's nothing (boring) without a story.
Should we refrain in fear of all?
Or celebrate the effort and rejoice the fa---ll?

For all our pain is tinged with joy.
The spark of creation in the flames that destroy.
The Pagan shoulders pain with smiles,
Loves all the world as his own parent and chi--ld.

And so (by choice) we stay here in between.
All that is blue and all that is green.
This heaven, this hell, our purgatory
We smile at tragedy and laugh at glory