Indústria
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Sitting in the evening
Dreaming of the old times
When a Job was there for the steady and strong
I see old faces flickering in the firelight
Faces of condemned men who did no wrong.
Dreaming of the old times
When a Job was there for the steady and strong
I see old faces flickering in the firelight
Faces of condemned men who did no wrong.
Da canção “Drifting Through the Days
“It wasn’t going to be a history of industry
From the 1700 to the present day – i don’t
Think that’s possible. The nature of three minute
Song is that you have to paint little pictures.
I think it’s impressions of industry and the end
of industry… and the transition from industrial
to post-industrial…that is hopefully reflected on the álbum.”
Richard Thompson