This Week the US Military approved women as front line combat troops. They have served with honor and distinction in this role for sometime...without combat pay or the promotional opportunities combat service provides. This week we finally recognize and honor that service. A song for those women who went on before and did their duty before recognition arrived....and made their service impossible to deny. Their fight can hardly be said to have been won. Our service women continue to face a discrimination that covers up their abuse. Our service women face a very real possibility that rape rather than gratitude greets their sacrifice. May this weeks "Sea change" bring them safer harbors when at home and when offering "That last, great, measure of devotion." Bang The Drum Slowly Emmylou Harris I meant to ask you how to fix that car I always meant to ask you about the war And what you saw across a bridge too far Did it leave a scar Or how you navigated wings of fire and steel Up where heaven had no more secrets to conceal And still you found the ground beneath your wheels How did it feel Bang the drum slowly play the pipe lowly To dust be returning from dust we begin Bang the drum slowly I'll speak of things holy Above and below me world without end I meant to ask you how when everything seemed lost And your fate was in a game of dice they tossed There was still that line that you would never cross At any cost I meant to ask you how you lived what you believed With nothing but your heart up your sleeve And if you ever really were deceived By the likes of me Bang the drum slowly play the pipe lowly To dust be returning from dust we begin Bang the drum slowly I'll speak of things holy Above and below me world without end Gone now is the day and gone the sun There is peace tonight all over Arlington But the songs of my life will still be sung By the light of the moon you hung I meant to ask you how to plow that field I meant to bring you water from the well And be the one beside you when you fell Could you tell Bang the drum slowly play the pipe lowly To dust be returning from dust we begin Bang the drum slowly I'll speak of things holy Above and below me world without end Esta letra foi disponibilizada pelo site http://letras.terra.com.br
