Days have passed. The vision/mist has brought you to the foot of a great, ancient monument, its magnitude and beauty astound you. These past few days have not been easy, in fact far from it. Everything that you once thought solid and true has been challenged, and you no longer feel secure in anything you think or do. Future and past memories swirl incessantly in your mind. This monument seems to radiate mystical properties, and in your desperation for truth you drop to your knees and ask the magical rock for guidance…
lyrics
Sphinx of black quartz, judge my vow
That I shall talk less and speak more
These questions in my mind are echoed in
The best of mankind's thinkers, and mankind's drinkers
Which one am I?
This doesn't mean anything, we are all pretending
That we've figured it out
Just dots and scribbles on an empty page
Somehow still you're getting what I say
Little ants staring up at the cosmos
It sits right there staring back at us
If I was Wordsworth, I could make these words worth something more
But I don't have the gift of the gab
All that I can say to you is to grab your oar and cast out your line
And we can catch some lake trout
This doesn't mean anything, we are all pretending
That we've figured it out
Just dots and scribbles on an empty page
Somehow still you're getting what I say
Little ants staring up at the cosmos
It sits right there staring back at us
credits
from Traipsing About,
released September 22, 2020
Cormac Fitzpatrick
supported by 4 fans who also own “Oktober In Berlin”
I just love how this music takes you on a journey. And the accompanying paragraph on Bandcamp likely composed by the artist, Mel Keane, is an absolute treat. blayze hembree
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