Anthropocene catastrophe haunts us,
Cyclic crisis come round again.
I come round too, anguished beggar
that I am, despised and alone.
Each morning welcomes tea and emptiness,
confusion in the heart, chaos in the planet,
windrows aflame in some quiet corner of hell,
endless possibilities for change.
** Everyone senses a reckoning is at hand,
a strange twisted future beckoning, and
everyone longs for the freedom of the storyteller
making up the song as he goes along. **
Narratives come and go like vivid daydream,
sunlight on an empty chair, abstracted mind.
Memories arise, and dissipate unnoticed,
of times and places long ago left behind.
** Everyone senses a reckoning is at hand,
a strange twisted future beckoning, and
everyone longs for the freedom of the storyteller
making up the song as he goes along. **
Song Notes
Tempo: 100 BPM
Time Signature: 8/8
Key: F# minor
Notes: G# F# B (exception phrase C# D)
- Play the bass riff three times between each verse.
- After the 3rd and 5th verses or chorus, play the “exception riff.”
- At the end of the song:
- Play the bass riff three times
- Play the “exception phrase”
- Play the bass riff three more times
Song by Kanya Lyons