Higher
This is a work in progress.
This is a poem that I wrote that I will be setting to music in my album, The End of Time. The theme of the album is change, as I am going through a number of changes in my life.
This particular song pertains to memories, and how they are constructed and reflected upon at various points in our lives, often as a source of comfort in a rough period of time.
The music that this poem is set to is very avant-grade. With an almost-Egyptian tone, it blends a dirty synth bass and a beautiful acoustic guitar melody.
HIGHER
One thousand stories high
We build our precious walls
Hoping our time will come.
Memories never die
Monuments to good times
We build them to the sun.
Lead us to the peace
A shelter from the war.
Dancing through the fields of gold
Gods who promised fighting
Gone. Now we are finding
Something stronger in ourselves.
Our story never fades
But people always change
Carry on our name.
Build high your own fate
Live by what you create
And you will reach the stars.
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