Over The Hills And Upon The Mountains
I’m sitting here working on my major thesis which is due in over a year, because I’m insane, and starting listening to some old music I wrote. Been a REAL long time since I’ve even heard some of these songs. Like 3 year or so. Interesting experience. They don’t suck as much as I remember.
Then I remembered that some of them were posted on this site. Then I remembered that others weren’t.
I uploaded “Lift Up Your Heads” (which I wrote and sang back at DCC) and the original “Promises” which has an interesting history I won’t get into. But no, you won’t figure it out so don’t bother. It ISN’T about one person (Sorry to those of you who regularly try to psychoanalyze me through my music).
Let’s just say that things change.And it is suddenly occurring to me that the songs from this album have been popping in and out of my head since I’ve been here in Washington. Maybe it’s the ocean and mountain and woods which remind me of the environs I was in while I wrote many of these songs. Boston, New Hampshire, the back woods of Colorado.
Maybe I should be noticing something.
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Then there are lyrics like this:
“Hosea’s Song (For Gomer)/Her Reply”
Do you remember a time when you used to love me? When both of our hearts were engraved on forever’s tree; When you bore my name, and it was your heart I claimed Before you slipped away?
And I’ll let you go, for you and I both know that you will be about your own thing while I await to bring you home.
Do you remember when our hearts used beat in time, as one mind, when together was all we’d find; When your eyes used to drink in the sunlight that was our lives?
And do you still want me, and do you still need me, And do you remember when I was your everything?
But I’ll let you be about your own thing despite the pain it brings.
Do you remember a time when you used to love me? ‘Cause I die again every time you turn to leave, and though it’s hard to breathe with my heart on my sleeve I await for the day when this “I” becomes a “we.”
And (s)he replies: “There is still so much more love behind these eyes. And yes I remember a time, when we shared a love so divine, It changed my mind.
And I know am diseased, And cutting off the healthiest part of me, And when I look down I see, I am so filthy.
And you still love me, And you still want me, And you would still hold me And you still love me.
But I’m not ready No I’m not ready To live that life.”
(I just uploaded this one too)
Yeah, He’s trying to say something:
“And He shall rise at the latter day, and skies shall sing and be His train
And I will stand beside and say, “It is time to cast off this despised clay”
And I remain until my change . . . ”
~ Until My Change