Evening Work: Ark (12.8M mp3) -- this is the song built on the Ivan Lee’s excellent original solo guitar piece (Ardacia) with a second guitar part added (Arc) and now evolving further with lyrics, vocals and harmonies.
TBD: bass part. 2022 goal: invite Tony Levin.
NOTE: the circulation at the end is Seattle Guitar Circle from sometime around 2000, a moment from a sound check.
ark
I woke up deep inside a bubble
and pierced my heart with a silver shovel
then stumbled into a stage with strangers
while you were out and away in a manger
while wise men waltzed around your stable
I went to work putting food on the table
I built a boat and sailed away
twelve disciples go to eleven ten times fast
nine lives eight knives seven sins cut into the past
my strange story is unreported
and my last breath somehow sounds distorted
when fabricated in facts of fiction
shred made-up history in twisted diction
torn free from feeling past frozen chances
or inconvenient circumstances
my winged life shoveled through a wringer
and bended joy wrapped around my finger
six strings times five fingers forgetting what is lost
three leaders too many one penny for your thoughts
don't let these curves blind us
leave yesterday behind us
three thousand songs remind us to connect again
I don't know how much doctors practice
or how much time I'll sit on this cactus
or wander out in this borrowed desert
to dig old wounds like a buried treasure
where Pete and Repeat sail off to the west coast
but Pete falls out to become a game show host
and Repeat trades his boat for a baby sitter
one measure too many three of a perfect clone
forever five fingers six hands to play alone
see how these curves bind us
a full circle sails behind us
if we play an ark will find us and we'll connect again
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