Kris Kristofferson - The Circle lyrics

Written about Layla Al-Atar, a cherished Iraqi artist who was k**ed when a missile struck her home, instead of its intended target, a building where a trial was taking place concerning the a**a**ination attempt of George Bush snr. The missiles were fired by the Clinton government. And for the Argentinean disappeared, Los Olvidados. Who k**ed this woman this artist this mother? Who broke the candle and snuffed out her light Along with her husband and wounded her children And sauntered away like a beast in the night? "Not I" said the soldier "I just follow orders and it was my duty to do my job well" "Not I" said the leader who ordered the slaughter "Im saddened it happened, but then, war is hell" "Not us" said the others who heard of the horror Turned a cold shoulder on all that was done In all the confusion a single conclusion The circle of sorrow has only begun And in Argentina... Straight to the circle on Sundays Down through the canyons they come Bearing names of their mothers and daughters Names of their fathers and sons Stolen away with no warning, never to ever return On el Rio del Muerto, All the bridges are burned Los desaparecidos, lost in the darkness alone Gone from the face of the earth With no trace left behind them to mark with a stone And the faces of Los Olvidados, only survivors recall But for the pain and the heartbreak, did they matter at all? Slowly the circle of sadness, spins in the Plaza Mayor Lonesome remains of the madness and pain In a world gone insane in a war And the song of those broken survivors, dancing alone in the dark With the silence of Los Olvidados, like a hole in the heart Los desaparecidos, lost in the darkness alone Gone from the face of the earth With no trace left behind them to mark with a stone And the faces of Los Olvidados, only survivors recall But for the pain and the heartbreak, did they matter at all?