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Part II of "The Eye of the Cyclone". An 18 minute symphonic epic combining progressive rock and classical music. Got to #1 in its category.
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Tom Byrne
Tom Byrne
The Eye of the Cyclone
Mon Apr 05, 2004
Instrumentals : Film Music
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» highest in charts:   # 1   (2,103,223 songs currently listed in Instrumentals)
» highest in sub-genre:   # 1   (20,920 songs currently listed in Instrumentals > Film Music)
About the song
"The Last Druids" and "The Eye of the Cyclone" and the soon-to-be-released "The Store of All the Worlds" are part of a five album concept. I've set the tale in the context of the Barddas, a 19th century compilation of what purports to be the oral tradition of the ancient British. "The Last Druids" is all about loss; The "Eye of the Cyclone" is about trauma and change. The first part of "Eye", "Microcosm" follows an individual as he seeks to come to terms with a shocking event. The second part "Macrocosm" deals with his view of the world after the event. Despite the sombre theme, one reviewer called the album "optimistic", which was exactly the perception I wanted to leave with the listener. Judge for yourself!
If all the world's a stage,
Then beneath whose idle gaze
Works the action of these plays?

Who'd go to see this show,
To sit and scratch his balls
In the front row of the stalls?

And popcorn munching idly stare
At the tragic actors' deep despair?

Won't You climb on to the stage
In a play-stop, shouting rage?

Say: "Stop the action!
This attraction's plumbed the depths of taste!"

I am not my flesh,
I am not my blood,
I am not my brain,
I am not my heart.

I am not my pain,
I am not my ire,
I am not my joy;

Not the thought,
Nor the dream,
Nor belief;

Not the bard,
Nor the celt,
Nor the man.

I sprang
From Annwn's dark well;
Now awake,
I have conquered Abred!

I have swum the sea,
I have flown the air,
I have walked the earth,
Now I feel the flame -
Consuming time and space,
Consuming form and place,
Consuming rank and name.

I am awake!
I have sovereignty!
I am aware!