Climbing against gravity
To the other side of day
To behold the night's unclouded starry face
A mouthful of silence
As thin as an hour of comfort
Within the narrowing dark hours
It all quickly dissolves into the sunlight
We the travellers, orphaned travellers
Burning blood beneath our skin
Feathered with sleep
Dancing to the sweet sounds of autumn
Let our hands rest
Let our bodies lengthen in the night
So the dawn can find us lying still again
Another summer is gone
We let our sorrow in
It grows in the lucent grasses
Breathing against the wind
Being less than the light
We bathe like children in starlight
Pure and naked spirits
Uttering speech without sound
We the travellers, orphaned travellers
Burning blood beneath our skin
Feathered with sleep
Dancing to the sweet sounds of autumn
Let our hands rest
Let our bodies lengthen in the night
So the dawn can find us lying still again
The wondrous hues of the sky
Its rain inspiring our innocence
Our fear and strength blooming
Stretching all over the world
Those who remember us
Buried in the atmosphere
We've become invisible
We yearn to come back whole
We yearn to come back home.
Piano, composition, arrangements, lyrics: Ted Tringo
Lead and backing vocals: Caroline Joy Clarke
Vocal and lyric arrangements: Caroline Joy Clarke
Violin, viola: Jess Townsend
Cello: Tom McCluskey
Proceeds from this excellent new darkambient/neofolk comp from LEFT/FOLK goes to benefit American Near East Refugee Aid. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2024