Kepha Peter Martin

Kepha Peter Martin

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Jazz - Contemporary | Rocklin, California, United States
Total Song Plays: 274   
Member Since: 2006
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Song Description

Every upward ever higher no matter what depth of defeat

Story Behind the Song

A wizardly wordsmith warbles his own song. Thank you Henry for so vivid a story.

Lyrics

EXCELSIOR

The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!

His brow was sad; his eye beneath,
Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,
And like a silver clarion rung
The accents of that unknown tongue,
Excelsior!

In happy homes he saw the light
Of household fires gleam warm and bright;
Above, the spectral glaciers shone,
And from his lips escaped a groan,
Excelsior!


"Try not the Pass!" the old man said:
"Dark lowers the tempest overhead,
The roaring torrent is deep and wide!
And loud that clarion voice replied,
Excelsior!

"Oh stay," the maiden said, "and rest
Thy weary head upon this breast!"
A tear stood in his bright blue eye,
But still he answered, with a sigh,
Excelsior!

"Beware the pine-tree's withered branch!
Beware the awful avalanche!"
This was the peasant's last Good-night,
A voice replied, far up the height,
Excelsior!


At break of day, as heavenward
The pious monks of Saint Bernard
Uttered the oft-repeated prayer,
A voice cried through the startled air,
Excelsior!

A traveller, by the faithful hound,
Half-buried in the snow was found,
Still grasping in his hand of ice
That banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!

There in the twilight cold and gray,
Lifeless, but beautiful, he lay,
And from the sky, serene and far,
A voice fell, like a falling star,
Excelsior!

Song Length
4:35
Genres
Jazz - Contemporary, Spoken Word - Poetry
Tempo / Feel
Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Cool, Serene

Subject Matter
Existence, Sorrow

Similar Artists
Billy Joel, George Duke
Language
English
Era
1800 - 1899

Lyric Credits Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Music Credits Kepha Peter Martin Malijewski
Producer Credits Musicraft Productions
Publisher Credits Academy of Music Arts
Performance Credits Kepha Peter Martin
Label Credits Kepha Music Group