From the recording 12 Months a Year
This song began with the word "echo" and a riff that carries a meditative philosophy about the existential state of consciousness. Possibly the fewest lines I've ever written in a song, but it didn't want any more. This one is all about the mood it creates, and the thoughts carried on the notes that hang and fall and form a pattern. This song is magic.
Lyrics
falling into
all I've lived through
the alchemical
melting down to
cosmic space brew
the echo of old
drafting new lines
reconstructing
every last thing
imagine it all
cells dividing
sweet uprising
ready to fall
atoms and space
fingers and face
arsenic and lace