About this episode Tune in daily for a unique journey through today's headlines, transformed into captivating folk ballads. Our travelling storyteller, with a voice weathered by time, weaves tales that reveal the ancient, recurring patterns of human experience hidden within modern news. Discover how current events echo stories from generations past, offering a profound and often comforting perspective on the world around us.
0:00 The Speaker's gavel fell to dust, in the great and gilded hall0:06 A hundred whispers, zero trust, before the prideful fall0:12 The votes were counted, one by one, a brother's knife felt keen0:18 Another leader's race is run, a new act in the scene0:24 They'll tell you that it's new and strange, this fight for power's crown0:31 But it's just faces rearranged, as the wheel keeps turning 'round.0:37 Oh, the headlines roll like thunder, then they fade like morning dew0:43 But the story's always older than the paper says is new0:49 From the halls of Congress to the dusty market square0:55 It's the same old human story, floating on the air.1:02 A man in Washington then speaks, of rates and rising cost1:08 He hopes to mend the nation's leaks, and tally up the lost1:14 The price of bread, the cost of gas, a whisper on the breeze1:20 It makes the simple moments pass with far less joyful ease1:26 The numbers climb, the numbers fall, the experts all debate1:33 While families lean against the wall and curse their fiscal fate.1:39 Oh, the headlines roll like thunder, then they fade like morning dew1:45 But the story's always older than the paper says is new1:51 From the halls of Congress to the dusty market square1:57 It's the same old human story, floating on the air.2:04 And now they build a thinking ghost, from silicon and light2:10 A tool, a friend, a holy host, to make our futures bright2:16 They feed it all our words and art, our folly and our grace2:22 And pray it doesn't tear apart the fabric of this place2:28 We build our brand new gods from code, our servants from the wire2:35 Forgetting that the seeds we've sowed will grow in sun or fire.2:41 Oh, the headlines roll like thunder, then they fade like morning dew2:47 But the story's always older than the paper says is new2:53 From the halls of Congress to the dusty market square2:59 It's the same old human story, floating on the air.
