This is an earth song. This is an adventure song. This is a song about loss. This is a song about togetherness. This is a song about losing faith and accepting magic, if faith is belief in that which defies evidence, and magic is wonder at that which eludes explanation. The guitar moves a lot. It's a little faster than it would be comfortably played or listened to. That's deliberate. If I play this live, I will not be able to observe a steady tempo, and I'll fall short of several notes. I recorded it this way because I wanted to hear what it would sound like if I lent the piece the false precision of digital recording. It sounds organic, but every aspect of this song is chopped up and manipulated. It might as well be a dubstep song for how computerized it is. I wonder if you can tell. Like last week, the lyrics are ponderous and unconcerned with cohesion. In a serendipitous way, I think they found cohesion on their own.
lyrics
Burn the map
Eyes on the road
See the lines
They flicker by you as you go
All they way to California
On the wind
The smell of fire
The signal buzzing
Dot for dash upon the wire
All we are is in the silent parts oh
Sunrise on the naked sphere
Burning spice and orange flame
Coping with the message on our tongues
All we've seen is etched upon
The void that binds our hearts between us
Ain't it strange
Gone overboard
Hold tight the rigging
Cross your heart and praise the lord
God is laughing as we mull it over
Glad are we that search the earth
For perfect sunrise o'er the land
Grasping at the truth that's on our tongues
All we are is writ upon
The void that binds our hearts between us