...and sunset split the sky in fire. A moment flickering burned away the fickle rain (which seldom since was seen). You stood out in the street that night with a couple friends, and shadows danced across the walls (in the morning we'll make amends).
The lights flicker on and off, now are you bristling? Shimmering sights, we move in flights... lines traced bright as any sun.
And from the moon a bright spotlight: patterns stretched on seams, etchings left in brittle bone, an echo in motif.
The lights flicker off, come one and come all: shimmering sights as bright as any sun! Sound up from ground, break my will and more... Rainfall and clouds and the distant sounds of war.
from From Here
released November 11, 2011
Music and Lyrics by David Kettler