Unconditional love and death
Mostly guitar n' vocals based rock with various added textures for your listening enjoyment. Based in Ventura, CA.
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<br />'The Dance' now listed on Neil
What band?
Story behind the song
My best friend left me. I've have a new best friend, but I still miss him.
Lyrics
It was raining… really raining...
Blowing cold wind crowing...
Felt so cold; malodorous
Deep inside my soul
High ‘bove a hill
A floating raven fell and seemed to hiss out my name
Breathing a chill and scoffing at sacrosanct to which I’d laid claim
Presaged to me a stealth wind of change that would pirate from me
Someone or something that I held dearly
“Your life will never be the same...”
I shivered and stammered my weak reply
Demanded to be told who was to die
Head cocked it clucked at me
“Tsk tsk, my friend… you and all were born
Each death’s children.”
High ‘bove a hill
Precedents of my mother seemed to whisper my name
Bear not his will, for given time you’ll join us – we’re one and the same
An ignoble fool acting out drama meant to tear out your soul
Of which he seeks his misguided control
That, which only fetches shame
Only shame
I turned and I wiped from my eye
I turned and I swore at the sky
He clucked and flew away
Aw, Hell with you
What do you stand for?
Vexation and really nothing more...
If one should die too soon
Pray it be you
He waddled, tired easily and looked so slim
The tumor grew quickly inside of him
Drank plenty, stopped eating and tried to mend
He shook, and so scared me
My best friend
High ‘bove a hill
Precedents of his mother seemed to howl out my name
Bid him farewell
You see it’s time to join us, and though it may pain
A piece of your heart he’ll take with him so he needn’t travel lonely
Without pretense or sanctimony you remain one and the same
One and the same
I wept and I wiped from my eye
I cursed and I swore at the sky
Why must you go away?
This suspire will go on without you
The best thing that I could do for you is to be there when you go
...and hold you when you go
15
multiples of seven
Is your call in from heaven?
Please watch over me and my wife
Say hello to Jesus and ask him what the deal is
Ask him why we must suffer so
You were there when I was alone
You always brought me home
You would always wait for me
Why should I believe in him?
15
multiples of seven
is that call really from Heaven?
So much mystery
No rush to know
You were there when I was alone
You always brought me home
You would always wait for me
Why should I believe in him?
A fanciful stallion
Could run forever
Everywhere a jaunting ground
At times an old coonhound
Watching the airwaves
Sniffing for the ultrasound
Certain the resonance comes
Then suddenly, one day
The buzz slipped into silence
Raising the pyramids right from the sand
Dolmans levitated upon Irish hands
Clutching your keepsakes in their ornate frames
As termite dust filters through your fingers~
Chided the windblown crow
Zephyrous dervish
Sworn disciple to the breeze
Henna tresses flowed
A steely charger
A stranger to the silence
Thrashing as all buoyancy drowns
Snuffing everything you’ve discerned and avow
Suffering’s the one thing that the “good book” maintains
It’s termite dust filters through my fingers…
Foolish obsession with this pandemic game
Begging another go another frame
Man, you’re looking long in the tooth…
Silence ~ yeah
