All Under The Same Sky

We support a small human rights charity called Amos Trust. One focus of their work for many years has been support for Palestinians in Gaza and The West Bank.

Every Tuesday they have a Zoom call with interviews and other news about the projects they are involved with.

One of the Zoom calls was with two Palestinian women.

One of them talked about all the things that she used to love about living in Gaza. The sky and the stars; the sea, and meeting with friends at seaside cafes; the flowers and the fruits that grow abundantly; her home.

All of that is now gone. So much so, that the things she used to love, she almost now hates.

There is a paradox – that the dispossessed and persecuted live under the same sky as those who are the cause of their pain and suffering.

After listening to her talk, I wrote this song.
It’s always a tricky thing writing a song from someone else’s perspective. Do I really have the right to do that?

But I used her words as much as I could to stay faithful to what she was expressing.

The Same Sky

I hate this sky
For what it means to me.
The lightning flashes by
The stars have ceased to be.

All that I knew before
And loved and daily saw
Is now a horror show
A constant and fearful glow.

Please take this beach away
The peril of the sea
Once beautiful has changed
Is now a threat to me

I hate this house I love
Destroyed from up above
By thunder and by rain
Can we ever build again

Everywhere I search
To look for flowers in the dirt
With rubbish lying all around
I run for cover from the sound.

Birds that scream across the sky
Send down death on every side.
We wait for what we had and lost
Never can we know the cost

And when we talk together now
Of treasures hidden in our past,
Or speak with dread at how things are,
We share the pain of broken hearts

We are all under the same sky.
We are all under the same sky.
We are all under the same sky.
We are all under the same sky.

February 2026