A lyrical masterwork from Chris Zaganelli. This song is completely acoustic and uses nothing but open air mics, Features Sean Sweeney on guitar, upright bass and drums, Tom Bailey on Violin and Chris on guitar and vocals.
Another song in the neo-pagan tradition, helping to give a spiritual identity to those of us who have outgrown organized religions and other social societal dogma. And you can slow dance to it.
ROSE OF DAWN
INTRO:
G D G C e
G D A9 e
what answer could I offer, with what words do you suppose?
G D B C
Very well, I will tell you a secret that everybody knows,
G D A9 e F E
we are all just pretending, into history descending, wrapped in mystery unending,
B C
All unfolding like a rose...
G D A9 C G
Oh rose of dawn, the ghost of summer gone,
D a C G D A9 e B C B C
gone, summer’s gone, And autumn is burning, and the world in turning sets the east on fire...
what anwer could I offer, what truth could I expose?
it may be the truth is everywhere, but then it hardly shows,
while it all falls to pieces, it never really ceases, but complexity increases like the pedals of a rose,
Oh rose of dawn, the ghost of autumn gone,
gone, autumn’s gone, and winter is colder, and this world is older than we’ll ever know...
what answer could I offer, well, what question do you pose?
you know I’d just as soon, speak of the moon now,
while the fire glows,
of waxing and of waning, but in the end remaining, but for a while refraining...
then returning like a rose.
Oh rose of dawn, the ghost of winter’s gone,
gone, winter’s gone... and spring is growing, but soon it will be going, like it always does...