Monday, June 10, 2013

Saturnalia Trio "Of Mosaic & Muse" lyrics


Song for Guillaume (D. Crommie)

It’s almost autumn of the year
It is almost autumn of the year
Summer is nearly gone
And what was once so near to me
I can only admire from afar
I can only admire from afar

Let me feel the heart of
The land beating strong
For when the grey winter comes
And my garden falls asleep
I’ll write this poem of growing love
And I’ll sing this song

As seas of growing grasses
Waving in late august heat
Revere the changing winds
And Indian summers rhapsodize
Of our growing love, I’ll write this poem
To our growing love I’ll sing this song

Summer Dresses (D. Crommie)

In the cool of the evening
After dizzy heat of day
Summer dresses – fields of color
Along country lanes they sway

Caught in the bustle and rush
Leave the hustle of the fray
Summer dresses – fields of color
Down busy streets a-sway

Autumn dresses in fiery fleece
Winter coated in solemn grey
Spring dressed in new green satin
Summer gowns florid cotton sway

I’m fat and I am happy
Breast-fed watercolor dusk
Motherland of motherlands
My eyes satisfied thus

In the cool of the evening
After dizzy heat of day
Summer dresses – fields of color
Along country lanes they sway

Autumn dresses in fiery fleece
Winter coated in solemn grey
Spring dressed in new green satin
Summer gowns florid cotton sway

Preston Cottage (D. Crommie)

Let’s make haste to Preston cottage
Take my hand, we’ll walk the road
Last we met cherries were in bloom
Now sun is high, they’re laden with fruit

After tea we’ll tour the garden
And it’s so good to see you again
Flicker & lilac in whispering zephyr
Woven together on a filigreed page

You’ve lived alone simply, so content
Tending the roses, minding the mint
I’ll remember you when sun is low
Shadows long, with pen in hand

Let’s make haste to Preston water
Take my hand down the dusty road
Tonight we’ll gaze at starry heavens
Bible & candle in moon-lit sky

When Your World Comes Tumbling Down (D. Crommie)

Where will you sleep
When you can’t stop to rest
And who will break your fall
As you stumble from the crest

When your world comes tumbling down

Where will you flee to
When blind injustice calls
And where will you hide this time
When your team is backed against the wall

When your world comes tumbling down

Who will you finger
When plans don’t go as planned
And just who will you attack
When your foes have all been damned

When your world comes tumbling down

Did you remember the ones
Who never had far to fall
And forget the faces of players
Who never had the ball

When your world comes tumbling down



Cobwebs (D. Crommie)

Hello again my friend
I’ve come again to take your memories
Quietly to hallowed Hades
Cobwebs stretching cell to cell
Occupy your personal hell

One look inside reveals
Years of woeful neglect
Grimace as all your thoughts collect
Cobwebs stretch from side to side
Reveal the sum of all you hide

Farewell life, farewell
Adieu to what once was
Crows circle over us
Cobwebs reach up to the sky
And spirited away we’ll fly



Thursday, June 6, 2013


Living in the Dark Ages (lyrics: Daniel Crommie)

Living in the dark ages
Living in the dark ages
Gilded cage, golden age
Outrage on the front page
Last time the pieces almost fit

They tell you and tell you
Go play in your own sandbox
I can almost sense the spirit
Of some familiar stranger
Creep aloft

Living in the dark ages…

The polar caps are melting
There are plenty of cubes
In the icebox
See us drilling in the desert
Won’t be a drop to spare
Then we’ll squeeze the rocks

Living in the dark ages…

Lost marbles lunatics languid
Muted outlines in atomic afterglow
Heroes in flames are falling
Still another generation
Rewinds the show

Living in the dark ages…

There’s life in the industrial park
With styrofoam stones
And aluminum birds
With a glass in our hand
Let us toast to those days
When money was cheaper than words

Living in the dark ages
Living in the dark ages
Gilded cage, golden age
Outrage on the front page
Last time the pieces almost fit