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"They dance alone."
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One of my favorite Sting songs is "They dance alone." He said on his album, when he toured back in the eighties with the Amnesty International, he went into Chili. While he was there he saw these woman dancing with pictures of their husbands or brothers or sons. These people disagreed with the Pinochet regime and they disappeared and were probably tortured and killed. I find the music and lyrics very moving.

"Why are all these woman here dancing on there own? Why is there's only sadness in their eyes? Why are all these soldiers here? Faces fixed like stone. Can't see what it is that they despise....Dancing with their fathers; dancing with their sons; dancing with their husbands; They dance alone....Hey Mr. Pinochet you've sewn a bitter crop. It is foreign money that supports you; one day that money is going to stop. No wages for your torturers; no budget for your guns. Can you think of your own mother dancing with her invisible son."
 
 
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