Storming Heaven

Another blue horizon and another weekend out of town

searching for the key by day, playing when the sun is down

tell the tale of where we’ve been

singin’ ‘bout the shape we’re in

for all to hear

all we have is in the van and in our own experience

still the will to fill the cup and drink the wine of common sense

all that you and I may know

where we were and where we’ll go

A to B and points between, we run the longer distance

vistas there inviting us that offer no resistance

inner space to distant place

trading stories face to face

and soul to soul

the stories and the songs you sing, the melodies that I play

we are on the move again, we’re on the same old highway

coming closer day by day

we know we are on our way

I’ll talk with you if you will talk with me

I’ll hear your words if you will just hear me

I will not judge you if you don’t judge me

ours to find the words to say

desire to see each other’s POV

desire to realize we must agree

desire to live together peacefully

ours to light our future way

silence is a slow deception

riding roads to yesterday

Looking back on these lyrics now, I gotta say.. they didn't hold up all that well. Maybe it's to be expected that I'd think so: I'm looking back on lyrics about youthful idealism, from the vantage point of being roughly twice as old now as I was when I wrote them in 1994. At least, I'm still proud of the music, which wasn't like anything anyone was doing in New Haven that year.. or, for that matter, fifteen years later, when the album finally released.

This came about from music that Radiant City guitarist Pete Crane brought into the band. I wrote the music for the first two verses and the section directly after the synth solo, with copious help from our bassist, Josh Walsh, and our drummer, Paula Walsh.