An Indian-inspired song with sitar and drone.
I sent an offering off along the holy Narmada river in Madhya Pradesh for my great friend and musical collaborator Steve Franks, the day before he died after a long battle with cancer. Did it help ease his passage? I doubt it, but it somehow felt right.
Puja
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I sent a prayer floating out upon the water
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Not the kind of game I'd usually play
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Just something I felt that I ought to do
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If only to help you on your way
It was a beautiful and serene location
With the river flowing slowly towards the sun
And though I skipped on the usual libation
I felt that something meaningful was done
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Some might say the end is the beginning
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Maybe it helps if you believe
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If you hold the loss as a winning
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Is it so wrong to comfort yet deceive
There was a family there whose puja was much harder
Mourning for the loss of their young son
And as his ashes drifted down on the Narmada
I hoped their healing process had begun
To be present for the aarti here feels just right
Sending blessings to the river as it flows
As the Brahmins twirl their lamps to pierce the dark night
What's our fate or fortune, no one knows
No one knows...
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