Waking to rain. Cheek on the windshield.
I made myself promise that this time, I would leave a trail for one to follow. And if I lost myself in logic, I would know a song to sing.
When a heart decides to make or fail - a love, red or pale. The widest wings are given to those who wish to fly towards the sun.
And so I strive to survive this spotted, broken sleep. Thoughts so lost and boundless. Every dream devoid of meaning.
A prophet of human error is all I am. Perhaps a rain-check for thunder?
Because one wipe of sunlight is all I need.
Friday, January 31, 2014
Star-Stretched (2014)
This piece is based off of an Eric Whitacre choral song titled “A Boy and a Girl”, which was written to a poem by Octavio Paz. The piece is such an inspiration to me, and in turn, this piece was extremely easy to make and feel happy with.
Octavio’s poem writes about a boy and a girl, who, laying in the grass give each other kisses, with oranges representing their love. As the poem continues, their oranges become limes - a more complicated flavour. Then, the couple exchange nothing. Silence for silence, as their love continues from under the ground. It’s simply my favourite poem, especially with Eric Whitacre’s choral interpretation.
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A boy and a girl
Their eyes colliding in the night
Mixing like mirrors
In reflection
A boy and a girl
Stretched to imagine the numbers and fractions
Careful contact, fantastic blackness
A boy and a girl
When love is only found above
Their star-stretched hearts
Pace the heights
A boy and a girl
Giving silence for silence
Forever under star-stretched fields
Buried kisses from below
Thursday, January 23, 2014
Fall (2014) (Alternating word collaboration with Hyrum)
Empty people share only empty lives
Happiness is a warm emptiness from within
It’s only dangerous if we jump
Only dangerous if we fall
Alone in love, calling out for that feeling
That which we desire
That which is pure to heart
Something isn't everything when your eyes are closed
When you look beyond the fiery void
Happiness is a warm emptiness from within
It’s only dangerous if we jump
Only dangerous if we fall
Alone in love, calling out for that feeling
That which we desire
That which is pure to heart
Something isn't everything when your eyes are closed
When you look beyond the fiery void
Seaside (2014) (Alternating word collaboration with Hyrum)
Icy masts cast luminous shadows across a rickety dock
Moonlight sending blues
Singing seas serenade sailors
Hanging from imaginary clouds, suspended
Voluminous vastness vacates itself from darkness
Contrary to the light, we say solemn goodbyes
Amongst fellow fears and frozen thoughts grows imagination
And without our imagination we are stranded
From within the void cast sadness into every soul
Moonlight sending blues
Singing seas serenade sailors
Hanging from imaginary clouds, suspended
Voluminous vastness vacates itself from darkness
Contrary to the light, we say solemn goodbyes
Amongst fellow fears and frozen thoughts grows imagination
And without our imagination we are stranded
From within the void cast sadness into every soul
Ironhand (2014)
Steady was your iron hand
As it collided with the land you made
A world that a child named
So long ago
Your colours on the canvas made the seas believe
That they were somehow more than a background
But a fabric that held us when the clouds gave no light
In our battered steel ships
Cannons aimed at the creatures below us
Yellow eyes scour the surface
Just tell me when
Oh iron hand
Your faith was a bird, it flew to me too
Through true blacks and blues - a flurry of hues
Oh iron hand
Wet all the lines between men and lands
Melt us back down into one
Oh iron hand
Throw me amongst the sea salt and sand
I am choking on ash in the palm of your hand
But my heart is not void of the virtues you seek
As you scan all the planet for voices that speak
So paint me a picture again
Paint me a picture again
As it collided with the land you made
A world that a child named
So long ago
Your colours on the canvas made the seas believe
That they were somehow more than a background
But a fabric that held us when the clouds gave no light
In our battered steel ships
Cannons aimed at the creatures below us
Yellow eyes scour the surface
Just tell me when
Oh iron hand
Your faith was a bird, it flew to me too
Through true blacks and blues - a flurry of hues
Oh iron hand
Wet all the lines between men and lands
Melt us back down into one
Oh iron hand
Throw me amongst the sea salt and sand
I am choking on ash in the palm of your hand
But my heart is not void of the virtues you seek
As you scan all the planet for voices that speak
So paint me a picture again
Paint me a picture again
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