I outgrew shadow after shadow
Some days hallowed
Some were days I had none
Overhead our sun bore down
Mercenary starved of pleasures
Even the trees shook out their light
And by day filled them with fake gold
Where the ocean meets fresh water
We cast out nets down
At foot of rapids’ shore
I outgrew shadow after shadow and I kept them to myself
The hands of widows drew candles from tallow
Last gleam of evening blaze in their face
Dust rose from our feet mistaking stolen breath
Like a swimmer bursting through surfaces
Body is my testament - of grief’s melodies
Mercenary starved - of small pleasure
I outgrew shadow after shadow
Some days wearied, some days I carried them home
Gleam of moon softens blaze in widow’s faces
How fragile hands of widows drew candles from tallow
Until their end
Minimal and emotionally evocative compositions for solo piano in the Ryuichi Sakamoto vein from Cincinnati's Tristan Eckerson. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2020
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