Thursday, 21 April 2011

• My new song, Traps my heart

  This song is adapted from a poem "Cages" by Alexander Zlotnik.  I arranged and produced the music. It is in the transcendental country blues genre.  Wait a minute, I don't think there is a genre of that ilk.

  Traps my Heart

  
  Fed up one day I left my cage, flew like a bird into a mean'ol world, flew to a mountain perched on a stone. Heard the universe it cried and I moaned.

  There ain't no cage made yet that traps my heart, traps my heart

  Everything was moving, blown by the wind. Flash of lighting burnt my skin it burned right though me to my very core all that was left to see were ashes at my door.

  There ain't no cage made yet that traps my heart
  
  Sniffed wild flowers, colours everywhere, copper penny moon hung in the air.  My ashes blew out over land and sea. No thought of time or space worried me.

  There ain't no cage made yet, that traps my heart, that traps my heart
  
  There was no boundary, knowledge of the mind felt I was flying to a space without time. Freedom was everything, far as I could tell. Knew I was dying lord, but there weren't no hell

  there ain't no cage made yet, that traps my heart, that traps my heart.

   

  Lyrics: Alexandra Zlotnik
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