Notes from the apocalypse
Birds rise above the alleyway,
There’s a noise inside me
I can’t identify as mine or theirs.
Curtains in the room are lighter
dangerous visions enter red-faced.
The waking dream dissolves to shadow.
Death returns from a brief retreat;
I can’t bring to you an anthem
Just a hymn of light I caught this morning
Where is the rider with the healing message
to negate the betrayers’ false point upon a point
where should the messenger of light hang their hat?
Someone’s at the door, but they’re not knocking,
one door inside another
who will come in, who will go out?
To exit is to find reasons to struggle
To enter is to find more than refuge,
Yes, there are full alliances.
Justice rushes out the double doors,
an audio on a sound loop
blasts self-congratulatory boastings
in a language borrowed for the occasion
so unintelligible, garbled, and non-sensical
no living creature can absorb it.
Comments
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I like the folk styling of this one. I think you do at least as well on this style as on your blues numbers.
The lyric has an abstract / poetic / interpretive feel to it.
I'm not sure if the apocalypse here is a religious one, or more like a nuclear war, but it could be appropriate either way. There are elements here like "full alliances" that I'm not understanding, but I kind of like the mystery of it. One to ponder on over time rather than to sing along with.
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RDM - What I meant by "full alliances" is the presence or feeling of a group effort toward recovery of a people/community. A pledging of trust and cooperation. I appreciate the comments - thank you.
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Another track in your trademark style. I'll be honest, I don't understand the lyrics to this one, but I could read a number of things into them. Whatever, it's you doing what you do so well and I like it.😀
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