All I have is yours

Jhumma Chumma de de!

Pretty please ?

So much happiness :)

Vande Mataram

Coolness

Q: Do you know who is cool?

A: Lucky Ali

About Today

Today,
you were far away...
and I,
didn't ask you why
What could I say?
I was far away,
You just walked away,
And I just watched you...
What could I say?
How close am I to losing you?

Tonight,
You just close your eyes,
and I just watch you
slip away...
How close am I to losing you?

Hey,
are you awake ?
Yeah, I am right here
Well, can I ask you
About today?
How close am I to losing you?
How close am I to losing ...

         

                                   - The National

Ind-yeah!

All Good Gifts

 Hold a dime upto your eye
And it will look an enormous size
So you'd think God shrinks As you look down here for more 

We don't get it right, who would've guessed?
Hallelujah, God doesn't expect
More than his own grace to carry you to shore
 

                   - Michael Morgan, All Good Gifs | Before The Throne

Into the west

October

For Bono: 

Joy - Page CXVI

http://pagecxvi.com/

Oh my God

Sometimes I can not forgive and these days mercy cuts so deep,

If the world was how it should be, maybe I could get some sleep.

While I lay, I'd dream we're better, scales were gone and faces lighter,

When we wake we hate our brother, we still move to hurt each other,

Sometimes I can close my eyes and all the fear the keeps me silent,

Falls below my heavy breathing, what makes me so badly bent?

We all have a chance to murder, we all have the need for wonder.

We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the plunder.

Sometimes when I lose my grip, I wonder what to make of heaven,

All the times I thought to reach up, all the times I had to give up.

Babies underneath their beds, in hospitals that cannot treat them.

All the wounds that money causes, all the comforts of cathedrals,

All the cries of thirsty children, this is our inheritance,

All the rage of watching mothers, this is our greatest offense

Oh my God, 

Oh my God, 

Oh my God.

- Jars of clay

Runaway

This one is growing on me:



Thanks to Michael Odlyzko

Amsterdam

One of their lesser known and more beautiful songs. Like it.

Blowin' in the Wind

For Dylan, and the part of him that I really like. 
c/o Joan Beaz

Phir Dekhiye

Love this song: 





I can't wait to be in heaven. 

Mad World

Fast Car

For Tracy Chapman

Cats In The Cradle - Harry Chapin

My child arrived just the other day,
He came to the world in the usual way.
But there were planes to catch, and bills to pay.
He learned to walk while I was away.
And he was talking 'fore I knew it, and as he grew,
He'd say, "I'm gonna be like you, dad.
You know I'm gonna be like you."

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."


My son turned ten just the other day.
He said, "Thanks for the ball, dad, come on let's play.
Can you teach me to throw?" I said, "Not today,
I got a lot to do." He said, "That's ok."
And he walked away, but his smile never dimmmed,
Said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah.
You know I'm gonna be like him."


And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, dad?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then."

Well, he came from college just the other day,
So much like a man I just had to say,
"Son, I'm proud of you. Can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head, and he said with a smile,
"What I'd really like, dad, is to borrow the car keys.
See you later. Can I have them please?"


And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."


I've long since retired and my son's moved away.
I called him up just the other day.
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind."
He said, "I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time.
You see, my new job's a hassle, and the kid's got the flu,
But it's sure nice talking to you, dad.
It's been sure nice talking to you."
And as I hung up the phone, it occurred to me,
He'd grown up just like me.
My boy was just like me.


And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon,
Little boy blue and the man in the moon.
"When you coming home, son?" "I don't know when,
But we'll get together then, dad.
You know we'll have a good time then."