Story Behind The Song

This is one of my favorite lyrics. It's rather poetic, if I do say so myself. It has hidden codes in the first verse that would make AOL/Time-Warner and Sony proud (hint). It's religious allusion, sexaul fluids and genetic helecies entwined and mutating in the lovliest , messiest fashion. -Nelson

Song Description

Nelson Starr's segue (the album's title) is best characterized as an ascent to higher artistic ground. The nature of Starr's music itself is inclusive. But in embracing this ethos, Starr ultimately makes his brand of eclectic ?headphone rock? subservient to very specific musical ends. What is striking is that this diverse content (you can find everything from Radiohead to the Goo Goo Dolls, the Flaming Lips to Sting type influences) seems entirely reconciled with itself in some sort of beastly, genre defying alliance. It?s not that no one has ever attempted such a balancing act (remember the Beatles? later records ?), it?s just that too many acts of the last couple decades have been so thoroughly squeezed by the ?lowest-common-denominator? juggernaut of mass marketing and corporate consolidation that they?ve emerged forever homogenous and without colorful idiosyncrasies that so endear us to them. Apparently, Starr's music has not gone through this ringer. Because each song is unique, Segue doesn?t come off as ?cookie cutter? blah. The first song, ?Into Your Heaven,? starts off in ?Kid A? mode but then unexpectedly explodes into some alt. rock anthem akin to Smashing Pumpkins only with, say, Michael Hutchence singing. The catchy chorus then yields to another round of British styled space rock, a too cool interlude and finally surrenders back to the anthemic hook, ?thy kingdom come, thy will be done, into your heaven where we are one.?

Lyrics

Into Your Heaven ?words and music by Nelson Starr

Always read your
Talk
Imagining your
Life
and Humming
Kinds of blue
While stacking
Piles of
Time

Gleaming pools
Of wisdom
In your
Green Tea
Bowl
Shooting stars
Envision your
Steeped Irish
Soul

Loaves and fishes
Your profits net
I Toss and Turn
In inspiration's
Wet

You bring me high
Out of my fire
Into your heaven
Your patient
Love

Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
Into your heaven
Where we are
One

Broken shards of glass sinking
Slowly
Deep
Tread the water
Lightly
Or she'll cut
My feet

Aqueducts of plasma
In your goblet
Breast
Alchemies of liquid
Pass the Canan
Test

It's all about
Blood
- Yours and mine
Somewhere
Our helices
became
entwinded