And here we are, back to the front. The moon is up and the sun too blazes over the sick-sad beaches of the new millenia. We know where we want to go but we do not know where we are. Hold on the dear earth, taste it, and remember.
--> Bead Necklace
Sun rises in the east
And sets in the west
So slowly & surely it goes
But no body sees it so no one knows
History in the east
And history in the west
So surely the past is exposed
If nobody sees it the past is closed
If nobody reads it the door is closed
We don't know who we are
We don't know how to shoot a star
We don't know how it ends
But every summer day we rise again
We may lack minds but
But we have big hearts
Which we leave in the trees
And we write on the charts
We kill the clouds with the golden light
Of stars that have no concept of night
We don't know who we are
We don't know how to shoot a star
We don't know how it ends
But every summer day we rise again
Sun rises in the east
And sets in the west
So slowly & surely it goes
But no body sees it so no one knows
History in the east
And history in the west
So surely the past is exposed
If nobody read it the past is closed
If nobody sees it the door is closed
We don't know who we are
We don't know how to shoot a star
We don't know how it ends
Every autumn day we'll rise again
--> Tropicalia (Reprise)
(Wash of Waves Breaking on Shore)
--> Radio Static
from a balm from tropical nature LP (2021), released June 24, 2021
