The knife came down, missing him by inches, and he took off.
He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
At the time he had no messages for anyone. Nothing. Not a single word.
He was soon borne away by the waves and lost in darkness and distance.
If he blinked an eye, she would disappear.
He shut his eyes.
His hand sought the adjacent flesh and sorrow paralleled desire in the immense complexity of love.
His heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
And presently, like a circling typhoon, the sounds of battle began to return.
The army that a moment before had been thundering in his body retreated slowly – victorious, relieved.
And then it is night, and there is nothing to be seen except the black sky riddled with star holes overhead.
She was quite pleased with it.
Yes, she thought, laying down her brush in extreme fatigue, I have had my vision.
…– and it was still hot.
O God—please give him back! I shall keep asking You.
He drew a deep breath. ‘Well, I’m back,’ he said.
I been away a long time.
To-day I wear these chains, and am here! To-morrow I shall be fetterless! – but where?
Wait for me on the shore, friend, I say quietly, but he does not hear and he wades on.
But God, who made us, knows, and will not leave us on our toilsome and doubtful march, either to wander in infinite uncertainty, or perish by the way!
There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.
After all, tomorrow is another day.
But as for me – I give them a tune on the piano every now and then just to let them know I’m cheerful.
I been there before.
But you are tired of hearing about foxes now, so I won’t go on.
Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
A new life for me.
British folk musician Tom Nash built these delicate and moving songs around a broken harmonium, allowing its limitations to open up worlds. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 12, 2021