"Natives" by Christy Moore

This is a song that truly hits upon the sadness of our world condition. The chorus is "For all of our languages, we can't communicate. For all of our native tongues, we're all natives here...", moreso, the last four lines, "The scars of the past are slow to disappear. The cries of the dead are always in our ears. Only the very safe can talk about wrong and right. Of those who are forced to choose, there are some who choose to fight." are particularly poignant. Personally I like the version of this song which is on his "Live at The Point" from 1994, but hopefully any version will get the same message across.

Chuck