Lab song

Been up to my neck in CMFR work lately so not much time to blog. But here, just want to share Suzanne Vega’s “World Before Columbus.” It’s just so beautiful. Seems like a perfectly tailored wedding song. And the words, the words seem to actually sing by themselves alone.

If your love were taken from me
Every color would be black and white
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That’s the day that I lose half my sight

If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I’d be there looking down

Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they never will have you

And they’ll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare

If your love were taken from me
Every light that’s bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I’d swim over the brim

Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they will never have you

And they’ll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare

See here the losses incurred by the Wall Street bigwigs in light of the financial crisis.  Of course their biggest loser is former Lehman Brothers CEO Dick Fuld. (Funny how he was sanctified in hagiographic proportions just a few years ago). But of course, the biggest loser, as always, is the public, the global public that is.

The new Up Dharma Down album is kick-ass by the way.

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