DESCRIPTION:
A fingerpick version of the song I wrote specially for those busking in aid of Amnesty International. Feel free to use it/ change it/ play it. I'll post more versions as I think of them.

The title is taken from Jonathan Power's excellent history of Amnesty: "Like Water On Stone -- The Story of Amnesty International". The reference is to water slowly slowly wearing away the rock through attrition -- like the millions of letters sent by ordinary Amnesty members every year on behalf of those locked up simply for peacefully expressing their beliefs.

Lyrics (chord chart available -- just get in touch):

Like Water On Stone

I met a brave man in Rangoon,
He was holding a flag and singing a tune
He sang Release Aung San Suu Kyi!
And give us our democracy.

[Chorus:]
Well heres to you, though youre unknown.
May you be like water on stone.

I met a woman from Afghanistan,
Fighting for the same rights as any man
To go alone into the street,
And make her own choice who she meets. [Chorus]

I met a British man today,
Talking bout his time in Guantanamo Bay
To the crowd I heard him say,
That was not the true American Way. [Chorus]

[Middle section]
The action of a single drop,
May have no impact on the rock,
But the steady stream flowing day after day,
Wears even the hardest stone away

I met a woman from Beijing,
Who went out to the square to sing
She sang of freedom and gave thanks,
To those who stood up to the tanks. [Chorus]

I met a million souls like me,
Who are more free to play and sing,
And with our music make the choice,
To give the voiceless back a voice.

Well heres to us, though were unknown.
May we be like water on stone.

Free Aung San Suu Kyi