Falling Backwards
Mr_Yesterday
Getting an hour of DST back is a celebration for me each year, and I was determined to post something along those lines. I’d already settled on the accordion (MIDI) when this autumn turned a bit melancholy, but I stuck with it and here’s what happened.
Stems are start-aligned with the accompaniment so there’s some silence ahead of the dry vox. Patience….
Lyrics available for reuse as usual:
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Falling Backwards
(cc)BY 2015-10-31
Toss a pebble in the pond
and watch the ripples cross your face.
Drop a mountain in the ocean
and watch it sink without a trace.
There’s no one standing who’s an island
and none that dream who dare not sleep.
Stare long enough at your reflection:
you’ll see the monsters in the deep.
The tide rolls in. The tide goes out.
The moon sets once you close your eyes
and tales you tell to all your friends
contain less truth than they surmise….
Fire a rocket from a bottle
and watch the sparks fall to the ground.
Launch another up to heaven:
it falls forever, round and round.
We learn to laugh before we’ve suffered,
[but] learn to cry before we smile.
Shout your name into the canyon.
It only echoes for a while.
The fog creeps in. The stars go out.
A darkness whispers in your heart
that all the songs you loved to sing
wound up in keys you didn’t start….
Cast the dice or spin the bottle.
Trace the lines across your hand.
Know that all the columns in your palace
will in the end be grains of sand.
The wind is still the only wisdom
that can erase the sphinx’s grin.
Life’s a lot like falling backwards.
We only see where we’ve just been.
The tide rolls in. The stars go out.
The moon falls once your eyes have closed
and all the tales you tell yourself
contain less truth than you supposed….
Stems are start-aligned with the accompaniment so there’s some silence ahead of the dry vox. Patience….
Lyrics available for reuse as usual:
—————
Falling Backwards
(cc)BY 2015-10-31
Toss a pebble in the pond
and watch the ripples cross your face.
Drop a mountain in the ocean
and watch it sink without a trace.
There’s no one standing who’s an island
and none that dream who dare not sleep.
Stare long enough at your reflection:
you’ll see the monsters in the deep.
The tide rolls in. The tide goes out.
The moon sets once you close your eyes
and tales you tell to all your friends
contain less truth than they surmise….
Fire a rocket from a bottle
and watch the sparks fall to the ground.
Launch another up to heaven:
it falls forever, round and round.
We learn to laugh before we’ve suffered,
[but] learn to cry before we smile.
Shout your name into the canyon.
It only echoes for a while.
The fog creeps in. The stars go out.
A darkness whispers in your heart
that all the songs you loved to sing
wound up in keys you didn’t start….
Cast the dice or spin the bottle.
Trace the lines across your hand.
Know that all the columns in your palace
will in the end be grains of sand.
The wind is still the only wisdom
that can erase the sphinx’s grin.
Life’s a lot like falling backwards.
We only see where we’ve just been.
The tide rolls in. The stars go out.
The moon falls once your eyes have closed
and all the tales you tell yourself
contain less truth than you supposed….