The Alarm is calling

More big hair and big music.

Way back when, I first heard this song on The Alarm’s “Declaration” album.

It’s got theological flair like “I Still Believe” by Michael Been and The Call. Both songs inspire me to fight the good fight, especially during this crucial election year.

While there are no MP3 downloads from the “Declaration” album, a live version of this song “Howling Wind” is available through the Amazon links in the right column

Howling Wind
Written by Eddie Macdonald and Mike Peters
(Eddie has the biggest hair and Mike is the lead singer)

Love on this wasteland holds no dominion
I refuse to lay me down
On the grapevine comes the saying
“Son, you’ll reap whatever you sow”
I sow the seeds of my love
Deep undying true love I sow.

There is beauty out there somewhere
I will leave no stone unturned
There’s a guitar and a bugle
I hear the sound of distant drums
Fire and water rage through my mind
(Love on)
Love on this wasteland
I cannot find.

Chorus
And there’s a HOWL, HOWL, HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And a wild, wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears.

There is virtue – truth abounding
Peace will come to every man
And there’s a landmark on the skyline
There is a sign standing in the road
Sail on my brother
Sail on through the night
(Love on)
Love on this wasteland is waiting on down the line.

And there’s a HOWL, HOWL, HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And a wild, wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears.

Forty days in the desert sand
Forty nights on my hands and knees
Forty days in the howling wind
In the howling wind.

Love on this wasteland holds no dominion
I refuse to lay me down
On the grapevine comes the saying
“Son, you’ll reap whatever you sow”
I sow the seeds of my love, my love
Deep undying true love’s what I sow.

There’s a HOWL, HOWL, HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And a wild wild wind is a blowing
Tearing down my tears.

And there’s a HOWL, HOWL, HOWLING WIND
A ringing around my ears
And there’s a wild, wild wind a blowing
Tearing down my tears.

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