Nothing’s right. I don’t think I can go any more forward nor back. The steps have been erased by the consuming snowdrifts burrowing and blundering down on top of us. I can’t see what’s in front of me. Only memory. I want my memories. I want what I had before. Before all of this. The times were what I had, every moment made out of selfish desire and constructed to make me forget the hollowness. I had hope here. Before the door. I want the times I had before. But the snow has forced forgetfulness on our tracks. We can’t go back. I can feel the hope barely pulling through, like a whisper in a snowstorm. Barely there. I keep lapsing into my memory. For the first time since arriving here in this land, in the wood-I can clearly see my life before all of this-before the journey. The little moments that made me feel alive, the moments that made my mingled existence worth something to me. I reveled in them pulling them further forward in my mind, so I could sit in their warmth and forget my present. But the vivid memories started fading-again fading like night clouds to the suns rise. I was being pulled forward again, something was driving us again. Step by step in the snow. Slow but going. I wanted to revel in the memory, but I kept moving. Step after step.
Before I knew what was what we were at the bottom. We were out of the snow. We could see what was in front of us. Clarity ruled once more, borne out of the delusion of our own making. We all wanted the delusion. The dreams. The memories. But we went forward, throwing the times aside, all the warmth of our memories aside, like a coat weighing one down in water. We could swim once more. We could feel the tides in our minds clear away the clutter that was clouding them. We could now see clearly what was in front of us.
lyrics
Cause it's in my dreams
Fall's come down, so I'm putting it away
The sun's turned 'round so I'll see you another day
But I'm afraid, of leaving it behind
For I'm just clay in this careless paradigm
I'm afraid that I can't get back, to where I began
Cause in my thoughts, I'm losing all touch of who I truly am
But in my dreams, there's no broken hearts
The blind will see and the seas will part
in my dreams every single star is warming me
But maybe in my dreams, every single day
will start off bright, never dwindle away
but in my dreams the reality I face is that
it's in my dreams
Signs come out, in the grass next to the bay
the tides come now and time is now remade
the world seems fake when you're leaving it behind
For the world's just clay fashioned for you and I
I'm afraid that I can't get back, to where I began
Cause in my thoughts, I'm losing all touch of who I truly am
But I believe that my sight will not seize to lead me to the promise land
Cause my guide is an old friend of mine and I covered His holy hands
But in my dreams, there's no broken hearts
The blind will see and the seas will part
in my dreams every single star is warming me
But maybe in my dreams, every single day
will start off bright, never dwindle away
but in my dreams the reality I face is that
it's in my dreams
I don't care what they say about us, we will live we'll dream
and I don't care what they say about God, He's still the author of my peace
So you can back down, you can turn around or you can get behind me
So you can see that the dreamer's not me, cause not everything is as it seems
Life is but a dream within a dream
But in my dreams, there's no broken hearts
The blind will see and the seas will part
in my dreams every single star is warming me
But maybe in my dreams, every single day
will start off bright, never dwindle away
but in my dreams the reality I face is that
it's in my dreams
credits
from Times and Tides,
released March 21, 2020
Produced by Trent Bell
Walking Relic is a indie-pop band from Norman, Oklahoma.
They (in 2015) recorded a song for the award winning movie
"Electric Nostalgia,"
In 2014 their single "Every Little Thing" was played on 16 radio stations in the UK and had the opportunity to have radio interviews with Spark FM (UK), Insanity Radio (UK), Mersey Radio (UK), and Nevis Radio (UK)....more
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