Once, while up on Dartmoor's misty hills in the mid-winter, I had a strong feeling of...the brevity of life. A sense of journey, and of leaving all *this* behind. I stripped in the rain (no-one was around) and danced atop the hills. I managed to completely slip over in the puddles that had gathered in the grass and ended up covered in mud, water, and a big smile. All while thinking about death...which is also thinking about life. I came home to a warm bath and the listening ear of my friend Charlene, and I sat down and wrote this song by the fire among tea and biscuits. I feel a strange longing for something beyond life. To be part of nature in an unconscious way, or perhaps I feel somehow cut off and I wish to return. I feel this song really captures what I experienced atop the moors. It's a song about leaving, while not really having left... Lyrics
Last I saw you swimming in the sea, beyond all else, far away from me. And how I long to be with you, a drop of water in the blue. Here and waiting for the tide to rip wide open this disguise. Biding time and holding on till I'm gone, gone, gone... Gone, gone, gone, gone... People call me as I wait they all have trouble on their plates. They've invited me to stay, but still I'm going on my way. I can but offer them relief since I have nothing up my sleeves! Just a temporary solution, before I dive into that ocean. Gone, gone, gone, gone... So they wail in despair, they cry it's utterly unfair, That one should leave this little town, but I can hardly hear them now. Out and running with the wind I feel the rain over my skin... ...It storms out in the wild, I feel I'm burning from inside! Gone, gone, gone, gone... And once I'm gone I shan't come back - there'll be no retracing of tracks... Destroy the past, leave me wide open, suck me in to your great ocean. Gone, gone, gone, gone... Looking from the other shore you tell me that you wanted more. But you go back to where you came from - leave me alone with this ocean. Gone, gone, gone, gone... Last I saw you swimming in the sea, beyond all else far away from me. And how I long to be with you, a drop of water in the blue...
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