Does this make anyone else cry?
Gimme Shelter.
The Rolling Stones.
I can’t tell if it’s the mournful guitar intro, or Merry Clayton’s powerful pleading voice, or simply the word children… All this destruction is just a shot away, if we don’t pay attention to it and keep it from happening.
It always makes me cry, but I never really listened to the lyrics until tonight.
And somehow they drove it home.
Mick Jagger in a Rolling Stone interview:
“Well, it’s a very rough, very violent era. The Vietnam War. Violence on the screens, pillage and burning. And Vietnam was not war as we knew it in the conventional sense… That’s a kind of end-of-the-world song, really. It’s apocalypse.”
It is this tangible apocalypse that makes me cry. It happens more than we know.
Oh, a storm is threat’ning
My very life today
If I don’t get some shelter
Oh yeah, I’m gonna fade away
War, children
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
War, children
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
Ooh, see the fire is sweepin’
Our very street today
Burns like a red coal carpet
Mad bull lost its way
War, children
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
War, children
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
Rape, murder!
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
Rape, murder!
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
Rape, murder!
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
The floods is threat’ning
My very life today
Gimme, gimme shelter
Or I’m gonna fade away
War, children
it’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
It’s just a shot away
I tell you love, sister
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
It’s just a kiss away
Kiss away, kiss away
Love, sister, it’s just a kiss away
Kiss away, kiss away