Story Behind The Song
self-searching throughout changing times
Song Length |
4:48 |
Genre |
Unique - General, Folk - Alternative |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Composed, Troubled |
Subject |
Worry, Justice |
Language |
English |
Era |
1800 - 1899 |
Lyrics
your valley?s filled with goldenrod, I?ve raped the trees of all late blossoms
nature dons her weakness
a drunken fool?s taken the reigns, his daylight is swimming in bastions of lost perception
he?s singing a 4-voice canon
the river?s beneath us, offering riddles only past dogmas could solve
his face is in the window with crystal ball eyes
within them, I see I?m in an attic somewhere, searching for myself in relics of released time
emasculate the sun, he wields a hammer Thor should envy
the sibilant demons are blocking all passages
the driver has passed out, I step to the cobblestone, drag him to the hillside--
force open truth
his face is blank in a rainstorm with crystal ball eyes within them, I see I lose the chance to recreate life for the living, hearts to weaken the divide
inside the prison walls, who?s awaiting another undeserved death sentence? is it possible to give peace a voice to sound & resound in the ruins of equity?
your valley?s filled with goldenrod, I?ve raped the trees of all late blossoms
nature exposes her weakness
the driver awakens, hurls me toward morning
sings these rivers to shame
his face is in the window with crystal ball eyes within them, I see I?m in an attic somewhere, searching for myself in the relics of released time
he blinks for an instant, & I?m lost inside within them, I feel I?m buried in the future
I force through the iris
I can?t let sleeping dogs lie