This one's got nice lyrics

Set The Fire to The Third Bar by Snow Patrol



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Lyrics:

I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My finger in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

What's a grand worth ?

One thousand Rupees.

I can remember a time when that much money would make me feel richer than Bill Gates. Fast forward to today and it makes me feel like I am not as rich as I used to be a month ago.

One thousand bucks has really started to lose it's significance. Hurting, I tell you. I'll tell you why this has, all of a sudden, gained relevance.

I drive this nice car. It's a car which is constantly underestimated by a lot of people. It's deceptively fast. It's in fact so fast that it took a You Tube video for me to realise how fast I can actually go in my car. Now, coming to the most important and relevant part, my car runs on petrol. And in keeping with my unnecessarily flamboyant lifestyle, it runs much much much better on Xtra Premium Petrol (with Friction Busters) as opposed to the normal Petrol. Of course, I have regularly started using Xtra Premium Petrol. This shit, of course, costs more.

Today, I topped my car off at the petrol station. I blew off Rs.2,500/- and gained 47.35 litres of Xtra Premium Petrol @ Rs.52.81 per litre. That works out to a shade under 19 litres of Xtra Premium Petrol for Rs.1,000/-

1,000/- bucks used to mean, I was good for an entire month. It used to mean 20 movies. It used to mean a b'day treat for 15 people. It used to mean I was the lender and not the borrower. It used to mean, I was drowning in surplus.

Today, 1,000/- bucks means, my car will run for a week. Perhaps, a day or two more than a week, depending on traffic conditions, availability of alternate means of transport and my constantly changing moods.

1,000/- bucks makes me feel like I need a lot more 1,000's to last the month. It makes me feel normal. It makes me feel, well nothing extraordinary.

Realising the Time Value of Money has just one effect - Pain.

Let me say this, Ignorance is truly bliss.

Questions

What is it about asking questions which are never meant to be answered ?

One would tend to assume that they serve no real purpose, but if that was the case, then one would be completely wrong. I can't quite put my finger on the beauty of these questions. Lets check this one out.

"Which is worse, shopping for women or shopping with women?"

I guess shopping for women with women would particularly suck but I also guess one can make a case for either of the two options.

As I like to say, the answer is only important when asked the right question. When silence is the answer, you know you have hit on one hell of a good question.

So, keep coming up with questions. Questions are the sign of progressive thinking. Bad questions just mean that the direction of your progression is a little off, but not meaningless.

For all those readers who feel like this post is a complete load of crap, I only have the say that the feeling is mutual.

Cheerio.