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City of Lakes

by Autorickshaw

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    All proceeds will go to the Sambhavna Clinic in Bhopal, India.
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Lyrics: A wind invades your slumber at midnight, Bringing you poisoned gifts of progress, Progress turns away from the fading lights, Hiding from a crime unconfessed, Through the trenches and noxious stenches, Come the clouds of impending disaster, Broken dreams and industrial schemes, Innocent puppets with a corporate master. Mothers without daughters, Daughters without fathers, Fathers without brothers, Brothers without mothers, Mothers without brothers, Brothers without fathers, Fathers without daughters, Daughters without mothers. In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears, A nightmare flows in a river of tears, A breathless state of corporeal greed, A blindness to life makes the soul bleed. Sister, your eyes burn with tears, Never to wake up in the morning, Brother, you are breathless with fear, To forever live in mourning. The heart of India shattered, bodies scattered, The fabric of society tattered, I ask you, what does it matter, When there’s a profit to be made? Mothers without daughters, Daughters without fathers, Fathers without brothers, Brothers without mothers, Mothers without brothers, Brothers without fathers, Fathers without daughters, Daughters without mothers. In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears, A nightmare flows in a river of tears, A breathless state of corporeal greed, A blindness to life makes the soul bleed
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Lyrics: A wind invades your slumber at midnight, Bringing you poisoned gifts of progress, Progress turns away from the fading lights, Hiding from a crime unconfessed, Through the trenches and noxious stenches, Come the clouds of impending disaster, Broken dreams and industrial schemes, Innocent puppets with a corporate master. Mothers without daughters, Daughters without fathers, Fathers without brothers, Brothers without mothers, Mothers without brothers, Brothers without fathers, Fathers without daughters, Daughters without mothers. In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears, A nightmare flows in a river of tears, A breathless state of corporeal greed, A blindness to life makes the soul bleed. Sister, your eyes burn with tears, Never to wake up in the morning, Brother, you are breathless with fear, To forever live in mourning. The heart of India shattered, bodies scattered, The fabric of society tattered, I ask you, what does it matter, When there’s a profit to be made? Mothers without daughters, Daughters without fathers, Fathers without brothers, Brothers without mothers, Mothers without brothers, Brothers without fathers, Fathers without daughters, Daughters without mothers. In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears, A nightmare flows in a river of tears, A breathless state of corporeal greed, A blindness to life makes the soul bleed
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A wind invades your slumber at midnight Bringing you poisoned mists of progress Progress slips away in the pale moonlight Leaving only pain and distress Through the trenches, the noxious stenches Form the clouds of impending disaster Broken dreams and industrial schemes Render you victim to the corporate bastards Mothers without daughters Daughters without fathers Fathers without brothers Brothers without mothers Mothers without brothers Brothers without fathers Fathers without daughters Daughters without mothers In the city of lakes, the worst of our fears A nightmare flow yields a river of tears A pestilence, made of corporate greed The blindness to life makes the soul bleed Sister, your eyes burn with tears Never again shall you see morning Brother, you are riddled with fear Holding your child, who from the mouth is frothing The heart of India shattered Bodies scattered The fabric of society tattered Still, the thieves dismiss the matter Profit locks compassion’s cage

about

City of Lakes is a project to raise funds for the Sambhavna Clinic in Bhopal, via the Bhopal Medical Appeal. See www.bhopal.org

On December 3rd, 1984, the Union Carbide pesticide plant in Bhopal, India accidentally released over 40 tons of toxic methyl isocyanate gas, exposing hundreds of thousands of people, especially in the community immediately surrounding the factory. The best, accepted estimates say that 8,000-10,000 people died within the first 72 hours of the leak. It is estimated that 20,000 have died since the accident from gas-related diseases, and another 120,000 people are estimated to have permanent injuries and chronic medical conditions that require constant healthcare. The Bhopal Disaster is widely considered the worst industrial disaster in history.
Info on the disaster here: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bhopal_disaster

The Sambhavna Clinic provides free care to survivors of the disaster, and operates solely on donations.

If you would prefer to contribute directly to the Bhopal Medical Appeal, you can do so here, and still download the album for free: legacy.bhopal.org/donations/

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We're grateful to the project participants, who have all generously donated their time and creative energy.

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released November 23, 2009

Music by Suba Sankaran
Lyrics by Ed Hanley and Suba Sankaran
Produced by Ed Hanley and Suba Sankaran

Supported by the Toronto Arts Council

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Autorickshaw Toronto, Ontario

Canadian Indo-fusion ensemble Autorickshaw has been called one of the most interesting acts on the world music landscape. Their sound showcases the sultry, sophisticated vocals of Suba Sankaran, anchored by the driving bass-lines & beatboxing of Dylan Bell over a bed of intricate tabla grooves by Ed Hanley. Autorickshaw has toured extensively across Canada, the US, the UK, Europe, India & Nepal. ... more

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