Lakeland Angel was originally just called Lakeland. I recorded it in my home studio a few years ago, but today I feel that I should share it, despite not being 'professionally' recorded.
Musings
These days and nights feel very quiet, introspective. Everything seems pulled inward. Though the moon is coming on full, overt action and inspired activity appear retreating to allow the subconscious its reign. Is this the beginning of a new age, now 'officially' launching its dark dawning, storm clouds shrouding the sun?
Today I name it. The unmentionable draws near, as ever it has in cycles long in the making. Quiet desperation permeates our dreams, our conversations, our expectations.
Does this time herald further retreat, or the found courage to never be defeated? What will it be?
We are stardust born. What can we not reveal once roused from our painful dreams, my friends! Let us wake together and hold what we love and value.
Today I name it. The unmentionable draws near, as ever it has in cycles long in the making. Quiet desperation permeates our dreams, our conversations, our expectations.
Does this time herald further retreat, or the found courage to never be defeated? What will it be?
We are stardust born. What can we not reveal once roused from our painful dreams, my friends! Let us wake together and hold what we love and value.
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