The Pogues

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Springs a girl in the street at night
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I'm going to make me a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
Will chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

A song to say goodbye

Placebo

You are one of God’s mistakes
You crying, tragic waste of skin
I’m well aware of how it aches
And you still won’t let me in
Now I’m breaking down your door
To try and save your swollen face
Though I don’t like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space

Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry

My, oh my

You were mother nature’s son
Someone to whom I could relate
Your needle and your damage done
Remains a sordid twist of fate
Now I’m trying to wake you up
To pull you from the liquid sky
‘Cause if I don’t we’ll both end up
With just your song to say goodbye

My, oh my
A song to say goodbye
A song to say goodbye
A song to say -
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry

It’s a song to say goodbye

Siboney

Rubén González

Funerales

funeral band from SW China

funeral dance in Dogon country

New Orleans jazz funeral for tuba player Kerwin James

Samain

samhain

la foto es de bookish in north park