所属专辑:A Crow Looked at Me
歌手: Mount Eerie
时长: 06:33
Soria Moria - Mount Eerie[00:00:00]
Slow pulsing[00:00:02]
Red tower lights[00:00:05]
Across a distance refuge in the dust[00:00:11]
Across a distance[00:00:11]
Refuge in the dust[00:00:14]
All my life I can remember longing[00:00:18]
Looking across the water and seeing lights[00:00:26]
When I was five or six we were camping[00:00:32]
In the islands in July[00:00:36]
The tall yellow grass and the rose hips fragrant[00:00:39]
After sunset[00:00:43]
Island beyond island[00:00:45]
Undulating and familiar[00:00:49]
Not far from home[00:00:52]
With my fragrant whittled cedared drift[00:00:54]
Wood dagger in the mildew canvas tent[00:00:57]
I saw fireworks many miles away[00:01:01]
But didn't hear them[00:01:04]
And I felt a longing a childish melancholy[00:01:06]
And then I went to sleep[00:01:12]
And the aching was buried dreaming[00:01:14]
Aging reaching for an idea[00:01:18]
Somewhere other than this place[00:01:22]
That could fold me in clouded yearning[00:01:25]
For nowhere actually reachable[00:01:30]
The distance was the point[00:01:33]
Then when I was twenty four[00:01:46]
I followed this ache[00:01:48]
To an Arctic Norwegian cabin[00:01:51]
Where I said f**k the world in a finally satisfying way[00:01:54]
I stayed through the winter and emerged as an adult[00:02:00]
Holding a letter from you an invitation[00:02:04]
So I flew back and drove back[00:02:09]
And when we met in person it was instant[00:02:12]
It didn't matter where we lived as long as we were together[00:02:18]
And that was really tru[00:02:23]
For thirteen years[00:02:26]
And the whole time still[00:02:28]
Slow pulsing red tower lights[00:02:35]
Across a distance refuge in the dust[00:02:44]
In January you were alive still[00:02:56]
But chemo had ravaged and transformed[00:03:00]
Your porcelain into some other thing[00:03:03]
Something jaundiced and f**ked[00:03:08]
They put you in the hospital in Everett[00:03:10]
So I gave the baby away and drove[00:03:13]
Up and down I 5 every night[00:03:18]
Like a satellite bringing you food that you wanted[00:03:21]
Returning at night to sleep in our bed cold[00:03:26]
I went back to feel alone there[00:03:32]
All past selves and future possibilities on hold[00:03:37]
Well I tore through the dark on the freeway[00:03:41]
The old yearning burning in me[00:03:46]
I knew exactly where the road bent around[00:03:56]
Where the trees opened up and I could see[00:04:00]
Way above the horizon[00:04:06]
Beyond enumerable islands[00:04:13]
The towers on top of the mountain lit up[00:04:21]
Slowly silently beaconing[00:04:25]
As if to say[00:04:28]
Just keep going[00:04:30]
There is a place[00:04:36]
Where a wind could erase this for you[00:04:39]
And the branches could white noise you back away[00:04:44]
So I went back to feel alone there but[00:04:50]
Cradled you in me[00:04:54]
In the National Gallery in Oslo[00:05:07]
There's a painting called Soria Moria[00:05:11]
A kid looks across a deep canyon of fog[00:05:15]
At a lit up inhuman castle or something[00:05:20]
I have not stopped looking across the water[00:05:33]
From the few difficult spots where you can see[00:05:37]
That the distance from this haunted house where I lived[00:05:42]
To Soria Moria[00:05:46]
Is a real traversable space[00:05:49]
I'm an arrow now[00:05:56]
Mid air[00:06:00]
Slow pulsing[00:06:07]
Red tower lights[00:06:10]
Across a distance[00:06:15]
Refuge in the dust[00:06:18]