Author Topic: Selections from echolyn (The 'Awakening' Trilogy)  (Read 743 times)

January 09, 2014, 05:49:14 PM

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Selections from echolyn (The 'Awakening' Trilogy)
« on: January 09, 2014, 05:49:14 PM »
Time to share some deep and powerful music! The songs from this particular album, named echolyn (not to be confused with the band's first self entitled album with an upper case E, Echolyn), is the most recent (2012) work from the Pennsylvania band of the same name.

Below are three songs from the album, which I have rearranged from their album track listing to depict a trilogy of Death, Interlude, and Rebirth. It is a kind of awakening struggle with self, the world, truth and love. It is sometimes difficult and heavy music to listen to, but not nearly much as facing certain things and awakening for oneself. If you are awakening too, you will see and hear yourself in the music, intellectually, emotionally, and spiritually with a sense of solidarity among your brothers and sisters who have gone through the same.

Songs and lyrics are below, and if you like what you hear, buy the entire album. The whole thing is excellent (Save track 2, which I personally don't care for). Here:

http://echolyn.bandcamp.com/album/echolyn-cd-quality-441khz-16-bit

(Headphones or earphones recommended)

1. Some Memorial

Echolyn - Some Memorial [Symphonic Prog | 2012]


This park used to be a reservoir before Charlie drowned,
saving a doctor and his girl.
They drained the water and moved the earth.
Now housewives have a place to walk.
Some memorial to be alive.

These stones were men I knew,
before they fell in love with a girl who is deception.
She kissed the skin, they named the holes,
then she laid them in the same ground.
Some memorial to be alive.

No wonder our eyes were shut through it all.

Don't we have enough corner coffee shops, concrete and scripted lies?
Crowded when they come, cures lifeless gray wanting to turn away.
We'll never be the same.

Don't you have enough pills and cigarettes this time to dull the pain?
Angry when it comes, lonely when it's gone, wanting to feel the same.
We'll never be the same.

Reflection is never what it was,
    with the years and what the body's gravity does.
We build it up, then grind her down.
Replace the earth; we all return to her.
Some memorial, to be alive.
Leave nothing.

Even though I shake the hand,
    I shake the hand of denial.
I run to follow all my friends.
I see them stare in denial.
It's a long time to go, it's a long time.

Medicate the eyes so they see just what they need to.
Keep them blind to pacify the mind so it won't bleed through.
Fill the ears with numbing waste to cancel out the hum.
Addled brain cannot complain about anything it's done.
Leave nothing.

Drop the kids to chase a ghost to get right for today.
Drop the dead in garbage bags to better our tomorrow.
Leave the earth a leeching hole whose water stands polluted.
The answer to our everything is a medicated dozer.

Take a hand full of seeds and a mouthful of dirt.
Lie down, become a garden.
Leave nothing as it was.

Idled brain cannot complain about anything it's done.
Leave nothing.

Drop the kids to chase a ghost to get right for today.
Drop the dead in garbage bags to better our tomorrow.
Leave the earth a leaching hole whose water stands polluted.
The answer to our everything is a medicated dozer.

Take a hand full of seeds, and a mouthful of dirt.
Lie down and become a garden.
Leave nothing as it was.


2. Past Gravity

Echolyn - Past Gravity


Love is a ghost in a room when she has turned away into the empty night.
Love will make you wait to be found. It carries you home.

On her island there is no horizon line,
only endless sea going up, becoming sky.

Who is the shadow in the corner of her eye?
It speaks in a language of smoke and pale heavy air.

It says, "Lover, you are tired and falling, crawling."
It says, "Lover, you are alone in misery."
For you are a blur, disconnected in memory.
And everything you carry weighs on you like misery.

She'd love to fly but the sky don't care.
She'd love to fly but the sky won't hold her.

From a great height, she falls past gravity,
    through the blue of the sea,
    to the island she's made.
She waits.

The little girl wonder, like spring and all is splendor,
    has caught a ride to yesterday.
They've been shepherded on home.
Lover, where have you gone?
Have you gone?


3. Island

ECHOLYN - Island


Seemed like it always rained no matter where we'd be.
To this day it remains a constant part of our anatomy.
Dives turned to diamonds while we planted our seeds.
The garden grew around us when they found us as a beautiful machine.

All that we loved went into hiding.
All this hiding tore us apart.
Our machine and all its beauty became a ghost to us all.
Fight through the minutes, through the hours, all the days to cry out.
This has grown way beyond me.
You can't be seen among the living until you cry out.
This has grown way beyond me now.

Torn by confusion, fueled by nonsense.
Step from the mountain, from its shade, no regrets left to be paid.
There's violent blood on my shirt, glory in my head.
I was staggering in patience wondering why I said.

These are the miles, heavy and blue.
These are the places we stare into.
We went to give into the throws of the city, to the folds of the fields.
So much noise.

Walking upright from the mountain,
    straight into a golden hum.
The smiles that worked against you,
    shimmer, then are gone.

Shake off all the heavy noise. (Just let it go away)
Time to clean out what you carry (and let the song you say)
Bury the sorrow and suffering, (Just let it go away)
     and what we used to be.

Drag your tongue across these bricks then bleed into the mortar.
Make it yours again.

Wicked doubt it does possess; it is a vine persistent.
Make it yours again.
Knowing all the triggers, beautiful in its tragedy,
     tripping from the memories of this beautiful machine.
In soft rain with songbirds she answers, I am yours.

Island, alone is crushing.
Dry is killing. Island.
Once was nothing now as always,
    I am waiting.

This has grown so way beyond me now.

To me you are an island;
    a line where the sky meets the sea.
We can turn away or go there.
Hey island on horizon, your shores will never be far.
We can turn away or go there.

Fill my eyes with your yesterdays and beyond.

I'm lost without her voice to shine and save me from those rainy days.
This hurts to say, these are the last days that she'll save.

She is the love that holds it all.
She is the way.
She is love.