These are the lyrics from the recently released Mumford & Sons song Winter Winds.
As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts
Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms
Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night?
For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt
Happy New Year! :)
Wednesday, 30 December 2009
Monday, 28 December 2009
Sunday, 27 December 2009
I love the dusty lights. I love the dirty pavements. I love the bustling streets and the bilingual slang. I love the fast pace. I love the arrogant place. I love the liberal feel and the progressive thought. This city is the heart of England, where there is a beat. Since a boy I travelled through the underground passages and saw the artistic views and structures. With progression of understanding, I noticed certain hidden realities. The lavished houses of Bond Street might as well be paved with gold and red carpet painted on to show their pretence. Upon the door step I see the homeless juxta posed against wealth. The hidden reality is the story of their placement upon that door step. Suddenly I have the realisation! The assumption that the homeless will wake up in the morning, surely just because their eyes are shut does not mean they are asleep.