Sorry, nothing truly profound tonight. I haven't felt like posting for a while - too much going on in life, and I'm trying to enjoy my time right now before it's over.

So instead of my thoughts, here's one of the saddest songs I've ever heard. I first heard it on Achill Island, in Gielty's Pub - Matt, a Brit and fellow field school student sang and played it on guitar. Heard it again tonight on the soundtrack of Shrek, over at Sangeeta's (yes, I flicked for quite some time...) You should hear it someday.

Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen

I've heard there was a secret chord
that David played to please the Lord,
but you don't really care for music do you?
It goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall, the major lift;
the baffled king composing Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof.
You saw her bathing on the roof;
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.
She tied you to a kitchen chair
she broke your throne, she cut your hair,
and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before.
I know this room, I've walked this floor.
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march,
it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time you let me know
What what's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
I remember when I moved in you,
And the holy dove was moving too,
And every breadth we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Now maybe there's a God above
but all I ever learned from love
is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you.
And it's no complaint you hear tonight
and it's not some pilgrim who's seen the light--
it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah