Song Description

Mostly acoustic rendition of a poem about listening to a storm outside and then pondering the thoughts produced from that experience.

Lyrics

i feel a chill and hear it slide
through the linear crevice of a hole,
i keep open reaching outside.

And the house mumbles as it shifts its weight
branches on the deck easing their way like nails on a chalkboard.

and then the silence...

takes my air,squeezes my head and pierces my eyes
with a pain that looks right through me and travels across the floor... making its own sound as it exits.

hesitant to inhale I suck it in anyway, and constriction coils, as the wind picks up outside in a blanket of wet, drudging itself in obesity it tempers and flails
and i release my clenching timing the exhale to a window of a wish, i throw my penny in and turn to catch it... as it plops through the surface and disappears.

So, much disharmony, such change, chaotic and destructive,
creative and enlightening, where is the balance? can we fine tune this into perfection, so clear and resonant the minerals know its truth? If a metal string could hold such balance, how does this elude me so?
but the steel isn't strong and it pops violently without intrusion or invitation in a loud death of tension no longer held it sprints from its former self to retire in uselessness.

My hero destitute, pockets inside out, any character impaled upon its own rectitude... the rains come and tap out a melody on the roofs of all the buildings. and the song grows louder as the droplets multiply thunder punctuating a climatic crescendo to an illumination both outside and inside as well.

Copyright Kelly Anne Howard 2008