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Back to the topic of this post. Those who know a local band called Noori, they had a song called “Saari Raat Jaaga” in their second, but very oddly named album, “peeli patti aur raja jani ki gol dunya”. essentially the title circles around tobacco and its types and the (intoxicating) world it creates.

Anyhow…here is a link to the song in its original form, Id recommend you all to listen to this first.

Once you have heard the original one….please take a few minutes to understand the music that was played….and then, go for this one.

Please use good quality speakers….and if you like the song…do let me know!

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Light up the cigarette to kill time
if there was some way to express it otherwise

i would fed up on figting over crumbs and dust
don’t have to be this way a hollow trust
if we could find some way to make it right
we would, we would

and then the silence came
there was not a word to say
one hour felt like a day
when the silence came
we felt it on our bodies
no way to turn it around
one hour felt like a day
when the silence came
when the silence came

can hear nothing but the dripping from the town
blowing kisses, no one to grab
need to organize this life that we have
if we could

god knows what we have sacrificed
guess we deserve the days of our lives
wish we could learn how to let things slide
ohh wait, just for a day

and then the silence came
there was not a word to say
one hour felt like a day
when the silence came
we felt it on our bodies
no way to turn it around
one hour felt like a day
when the silence came
when the silence came
(the silence came)

god knows what we have sacrificed
guess we deserve the days of our lives
wish we could learn how to let things slide
for a day

and then the silence came
there was not a word to say
one hour felt like a day
when the silence came
we felt it on our bodies
no way to turn it around
one hour felt like a day
when the silence came
when the silence came

- song by Kurt Nilsen

Sometimes you just want to lose yourself in the blaring sounds that mark the extreme silence all around you.

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools”, said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls”
And whispered in the sounds of silence

- Sounds of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel

Misha, thanks for introducing it to me.

Blind

no one left to burn
you sell your faith
you try to turn your head
the catalog you own is all you have
it isn’t much to start
I should have known that you’d take everything we had and throw it all away
I’ve counted days on end
I try to mend your ways

I wake up
I talk myself to sleep
I can’t do much but follow
you are the one
you are the one
but you blind like the sun
yeah you blind like the sun
in my eyes

what else can I do but try to talk this through and talk to you?
and why should I try if you don’t listen to a word I say?

what else can I give before you change your mind?
you wanna live alone
where will you turn when you’ve got no one left?
you sell your faith
there’s no one left to burn

I look up towards outer space
I swear sometimes I can see your face
and you are the one
and you are the one
but you blind like the sun
yeah you blind like the sun
in my eyes

you blind like the sun

OST from the series, Hidden Palms, lyrics by Aiden Hawken

I feel You…
In every stone
In every leaf of every tree
you´re ever grown
(That you ever might have grown)

I feel you…
In every thing
In every river that might flow
In every seed you might have sown

I feel you…
In every rain
In every beating of my heart
Each breath i take
(In every breath i´ll ever take)

I feel you…
Anyway…
In every tear that i might shed
In every word i´ve never said

I feel you…

Schiller, featuring Peter Heppner