#5 of 20.
continuing the virtual housewarming for the new album with a closer look at the fifth room.
a gentle reminder that CDs are available through bandcamp, both of “volume 2: run with the silent wildfires” and also volume 1.
a strange story that i’ve put off sharing for three years coming tomorrow. only sharing this here so that i actually maybe post it, finally.
for now: hope weaves golden blood.
love,
eric.
volcanic crater
ancient in your youth
crystal visions
waiting to come true
someday
we all learn
what we already knew
the time we’re counting on
is soft
but it won’t bend
or offer islands
i’ve heard of frozen frames
at the event horizon
where hope weaves golden blood
golden blood
but maybe just to swim’s enough
to gild
the iron waves
far northern morning
pockets lined with jewels
windswept
first steps
kite strings off their spools
sometimes
we don’t need reasons to break
the rules
the time we’re counting on
is soft
but it won’t bend
i still hear sirens
breakers at the edge
of the event horizon
where hope
weaves golden blood
golden blood
i didn’t want to lose you love
maybe just to swim’s enough
to gild
one iron wave
(lyrics and music written and performed by e. howden)