Wednesday, June 24, 2009

1:33 am. secrets of the new explorers

its late.
i have work in the morning and my body isn't tired. ever since i have been young. i have had problems sleeping. i lay awhile in my bed in the dark and allow my imagine to take control over me. I hear cars flying by my window and the wind shaking the wooden floor in my hall way.
I finally give up. Wrestle through the house to find earphones without waking my wife.
First into my left ear and then my right right ear.

I closed my eyes and imagined flying in space. Imagine myself lost within the dark with pin holes of light all around me. It is quiet. It is still. I pray for awhile, asking for God to make my path clear. I take a breathe.

I put on Glen Phillips Ep. called "Secrets of the New Explorers". For me, it's a little musical journey while I lay awake within my sleepless head. These songs are a departure from his traditional work but a breathe of fresh and bizarre feel. It takes a few listens to get the direction but listen to the lyrics and allow the emotion of searching and loneliness seek in. The one thing I love about Glen Phillips music is that he brings a tangable approach to human emotion of sadness but always finds a way to leave you with a bit hope to carry on. I like that. Below are two songs from the Ep. "Secrets of the New Explorers". I am enjoy them greatly as I lay awake tonight.

"a dream"

still your voice now
listen long
only wind
and sparrow song

feel the earth
beneath your feet
the salt sea air
the sun's soft heat
they're not going to take it all away
empty cities
rising seas
room for hope
and simple dreams

they can have
the moon and stars
and what they've left
is only ours
they're not going to take it all away
life is but a dream
and it's time to wake up

oh life is but a dream
it's time to wake up

<a href="http://glenphillips.bandcamp.com/track/a-dream">A Dream by Glen Phillips</a>

"the spirit of shackleton"

there is no exaggeration
i am truly alone
100 million clicks
and 8 long months from home

but i'm holding to my promise
i'll land and plant the flag
for god and corporation
and the glory of all man

there's no law that could touch me
my sins are mine to keep
i'm a rocket, i'm an island
and on my shore she sleeps

i'm not coming back from here
i've been too far
i'm cold but i'm not scared
in the Spirit of Shackleton

there are droplets of crimson
they surround me as they drift
bonding together
or bursting into mist
so i open up my mouth
and i offer out my tongue
they are salty and sweet
like the memory of love


<a href="http://glenphillips.bandcamp.com/track/the-spirit-of-shackleton">The Spirit of Shackleton by Glen Phillips</a>

1 comments:

Claire said...

your new layout is spacey and dark...