| The Restless Slumber of Dry Kindling by Splendour Hyaline | |
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I wrote this song on April 28, 2006, between 10:11pm and 11:30pm EST. David and I were in the middle of recording our HOPE (A Sliver, Like the Moon) EP, and he had gone out for the night. I stayed home and found myself writing a new song.
The music was simple but evocative to me (I played in an alternate tuning [DADAAD] and a little-used time signature [5/4]) and the lyrics flowed very quickly. The basic idea behind the song was a metaphor: my seemingly far-away and impossible hopes were like a cold but bright sliver of a rising moon, beautiful but distant. The song explores the emotions that result from that situation... wondering whether I'm on the right track in life, feeling like radical things are supposed to be happening but aren't, etc... Ultimately, this became one of my favorite songs! Fortuitously, we were able to squeeze it into our recording sessions, and so it won its place on the EP. LYRICS: --------- Rising, a sliver, like the moon Take me right away to doom Hope shouldn't be the end of me Yet whispers say I'm 23 Rugged, the way to sanity A lonely, sad old colony Overlooked by all who've gone before, Easier to sail to other shores More to the point is I don't know Which way it is that I should go Newness, a sharp-lit symmetry Attractive; does reality Speak up, gently colorize Halting the heart's unconscious rise Freezing the blood that wants to stir? Hibernation is a lonely word So wake me up, wake me up Can't stop the fires that are running Through trenches towards me Oh no Ooooooooo If flame is the order of the day Responsibility for fuel is laid With you so don't waste our time I can only sing so many rhymes Love's only if I close my eyes Still I can't help but look to the prize Watchman's vigil in a tower room Spiteful of the brazen rising moon So how long, how long Can't stop the fires that are running Through trenches towards me Oh no Ooooooooo |

