One of the undoubted highlights from the patchy 100th Window, this sinister slice of sound is suited well to the ethereal seemingly ubiquitous Sinead O'Connor, who offers suitably woozy vocals.
Heaps of echoes give the impression of infinite space, and while there is a beat of sorts, it's not one that can readily be danced to. In fact, this is a song that wants you to listen to it rather than tap your toes to it.
The reason for its insistent posture is the timely and politicised lyrics. "Look around the world, see such bad things happening," implores Sinead, and you can almost visualise Bush and co hunched over a map deciding whom they should next drop bombs on from a great height.