A soft rain falls on an Irish garden,
On a gentle summer’s eve,
The grass whispers to a weeping sky,
As a flag dances on the breeze,
‘Do you hear the bombs in that distant land?
And the searing screams of pain?’
‘I do’ the sky says mournfully,
‘The world has gone insane!
‘But keep pushing up your blades of green,
For those who must be freed!’
‘And keep that life force flowing,
From the river to the sea… ‘
Because I pitied all mankind
And broke my heart to make things right
I'd know that every single night
When my angelic work was through
The angels and the Devil too
Would sing my childhood song to me
About the time they called me "Jackie"
Scott Walker sings Jacques Brel
Acutely intelligent, sensitive to Russia as much as to Ukraine, clear about the horror of war - quietly immensely courageous - @zelenskyyUa is an extraordinary man. This is one of the most remarkable speeches ever made - in dignified contrast to Putin’s hysterical megalomania.
On this difficult day for all performers and for the magnificent crews who make them audible and visible here is a hint of hope for the future. We have a piece of flint and a spark.
Chicago
I fell in love again
All things go, all things go
Drove to Chicago
All things know, all things know
We sold our clothes to the state
I don't mind, I don't mind
I made a lot of mistakes
In my mind, in my mind,,
Sufjan Stevens
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You come home late and you come home early
You come on big when you're feeling small
You come home straight and you come home curly
Sometimes you don't come home at all
John Prine
German Afternoons