All of the Above (1905)

from by Joe Blossom

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lyrics

Something shook me
Took my mind for a moment –
An unbridled brilliant cascade.

Where the traffic intertwines
In the pulsing –
The to and fro of the mundane.

Something swayed
Something shimmered
And oh! On my mind it played.

In a mountain town,
On neutral ground,
I was stolen by the glimpse of something great.

Hearts quake.
Dreams escape.
Something real has changed.

I saw the rays of dappled light moving over
If that velocity were mine
I’d sidle by a beam of light
Freeze its moment and
Read its hieroglyphs to the blind

Hearts quake
Dreams escape
Something real has changed

Vibration of our sweet nothings
Essence of the strands and strings
The compass turns, the mind enquires

From this and all of the above –
The future of the wounded doves –
We must never retire

Hearts quake
Dreams escape
Something real must change

To you the car, the caviar and the champagne
To you the eye of your hurricane
They tell me boy you are employed in a dead end
Their words are both a sentence and a cage

Hearts quake
Dreams escape
Something real has changed

credits

from All of the Above, released June 17, 2016
Sean O'Brien – Vocals, piano, keys and arrangements
Chris Fawdray – Drums and percussion
Holly Beals – Guitars and vocals
Phill Jones – Bass and vocals
Tristan Carter – Violin
Charley Davenport – Cello
Lucien Johnson – Saxophone

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