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Steadfast
Steadfast
V1
The sky was grey
When she left home
No plans were laid
And so she roamed
The streets grew dark
No stars shown out
Her belly growled
Heart filled with doubt
PC1
A path that angels
Fear to tread
Gathering storm clouds
Overhead
V2
Perched on a ledge
The air was thin
As her hope failed
Despair set in
And in a panic
A leap of faith
Caught in a web
With no escape
PC2
A path that angels
Fear to tread
Tempest raging
Overhead
C1
Backed in a corner no escape
That day the sky turned sideways
Shrouded eyes blinded to the dawn
Heart breaking hope had come and gone
V3
Windowless room
The floor was cold
Keep your head down
Do what you’re told
Don’t wander out
The house is watched
The gate locked tight
You will be caught
PC3
Mind your manners
Don’t provoke
One day soon
You’ll forsake hope
C2
Someday she'd break this misery
Someday again she would be free
Downcast eyes hoping for the dawn
Body bound steadfast heart beat on
V4
Outside the door
The rush of feet
A distant screaming
Out in the street
Looking out
An empty hall
The gate stood open
With the road beyond
PC4
Swallowing fear
A headlong flight
Disappeared
Into the night
C3
Today an end to misery
Today again she would be free
Eyes wide open racing towards the dawn
Pain behind steadfast heart beat strong
B
Fleeing
Darkness
Headlong
Flight
PC5
Wrapped in white linen
hidden scars
Walls far behind
Eyes on the stars
C4
And in the end we will see
And in the end we will be free
Open eyes we welcome the dawn
Bathed in light steadfast hearts beat on
A new domain, a new semester and Father John Misty
Sauntering into October, and fall can't be more welcome. The news cycle is a continuous barrage of gloom, doom and cheeto in chief's continuous upstaging of the last unbelievably stupid and callous comment or decision he made. It's impossible to process in real time, so I disconnect. Luckily I've had some great music by which to achieve this, including one of the better shows in a long time, Father John Misty at The Bomb Factory. I went with a group of friends including the brothers Garrett who originally turned me on to him. He's an old soul, wrapped in beautiful nihilism laden with gallows humor in a sumptuous sonic feast. Some of the best new music I've heard in years. No rest for the weary music fan as I begin pre-loading for prog titans King Crimson in a few weeks.
I'm hoping for an email from a domain registrar to offer my long sought after domain for pyramidgrid.com. I've been trying for a few years since the name occurred to me and it's about to come available. I'm not sure how the current registrar got my information, but I received an email indicating it would be up for sale soon, so I'm trying to complete the purchase. This will be my ostensibly prog group name/page, not sure exactly how I'm going divide up my songs as an artist at present since I don't have enough of a catalog of songs to really worry about it yet. A concern for another day.
I just started the fall semester at Berklee last week and it's already proving fruitful. I'm taking a harmony class as well as acoustic guitar techniques. We jumped right into alternate tunings the first week and it's proven inspirational for composition. Our first assignment was to post an original song using the tunings and I had already jotted down a basic idea while noodling. It's a short song in open D tuning that I plan on developing further in the future. A good week.