DurhamNtx's blog: "Music"

I woke this morning and read my e-mail, checked out all my messages. Something in one of them reminded of this song, and I wanted to hear it again. I can't listen to it without getting teary-eyed. It is impossible for me. In the wake of the 9th anniversary of 9-11, I felt compelled to remind others that we still have other things to be sad about, to remember,  to fix in our damaged and troubled world.

Luka

Written and performed by Suzanne Vega
from the album Solitude Standing by Suzanne Vega

My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was

I think it's 'cause I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore


Yes I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
If you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am
Just don't ask me how I am

My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes, I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble, some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
Just don't ask me what it was
They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore
You just don't argue anymore

Rock on!
Shawn