The remake of salute, done in FL.
I changed a few things, and added some like most of my remakes of older tracks.

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Made for the people that were used by political criminals, they died for nothing.
But once they were alive, running around the backyard, playing. Thats where we all belong, close home playing, the world is a very big place even though the internet gives the illusion that its pretty small, people serving to protect that, wich is their country should not be send oversea based on lies for a version of their country that doesnt and should not exist.

I imagined these sons and daughters as they jumped out of their choppers, into foreign land under false flags, the flags of the people that all disagreed, and fought other people in their homes, and on their land. I imagined these sons and daughters as they jumped out of their choppers in ignorance, naieve, unknowing, already dead. Just taking orders.

But im not someone who looks at the present, i rather look at the past wich is pretty much each and everyones reflection of the self, of who you truly are. And everyone has a past, and everyone has a story, even the most useless, the most expendable. But we will never hear them, wether we care or not. We will only hear the sound of the chopper, the static, the deafening silence screaming. Just for that moment.
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That was the setting i made this track on back then, and it still counts.