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Lyrics to ‘Bring Them Home’

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Here are the lyrics to ‘Bring Them Home’: 


Another Hour has passed

Another Hour of madness


The weeds have grown in the path and garden

The wind sighed

Opening the shutter

Banging the old wall


As if calling

Home, Home

It’s time to return

From hills and foreign fields

The day is fading and there’s no sign

Home, Home


Before the light is dimmed Cold nights, bitter nights

Closing in

Until the dawn, I pray for you

Bound in the grip of fear

I hear steps

Home, Home

Because it hasn’t yet been given


As was promised long ago.


When Yarom put out a call on social media for musicians, nearly 2,000 people signed up, surpassing the level of interest she had hoped to generate.


“I wanted something that felt universal, national,” she said. “I didn’t want any big names.” 
The 1,000 musicians she ended up working with were divided into groups according to instrument and rehearsed by themselves at home, while Yarom assembled a crew who volunteered their time for the endeavor.


On December 18, they all gathered at Caesarea for the first time, playing under conductor Mark Wolloch and recording a video of the performance during the course of that one, long day.


“It was amazing,” said Yarom, “especially at the end when families of the hostages joined us to sing. They moved us very much.”


Sources:  
1. 1,000 musicians in Caesarea call to bring hostages home

By Jessica Steinberg

December 28, 2023

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