Daily Archives: January 3, 2011

Leonard Cohen: Anthem “Every heart to love will come, but like a refugee”…


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Anthem

By, Leonard Cohen


The birds they sang

at the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don’t dwell on what
has passed away
or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
bought and sold
and bought again
the dove is never free.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.

We asked for signs
the signs were sent:
the birth betrayed
the marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
of every government —
signs for all to see.

I can’t run no more
with that lawless crowd
while the killers in high places
say their prayers out loud.
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
a thundercloud
and they’re going to hear from me.

Ring the bells that still can ring …

You can add up the parts
but you won’t have the sum
You can strike up the march,
there is no drum
Every heart, every heart
to love will come
but like a refugee.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.
That’s how the light gets in.
That’s how the light gets in.

Dave Brubeck Quartet: Besame Mucho


Godiva chocolatier pearls And wasabi green peas

chocolate

Nothing tastier  now than a dozen Godiva Chocolatier pearls, mixed with wasabi coated green peas, and a bite in a freshly cut  wedge of lemon, to go with besame mucho and the Old Possum’s Book of Practical CATS… Or have your own way.
🙂 

I felt like Jazz…Stan Getz Samba De Una Nota



Just to zoom out on this Monday, and make place for Tuesday:

Just to hear the feeling of the brushes on the drum’s skin
the  fingers pinching at the guitar’s strings, and the saxophone’s wind vibe making its way into the air like a salmon
swimming with the flow, back toward the ocean:

Samba.