These divergent lives split off.
The separation seems immense.
We flow through new streams,
Dipping ourselves into unknown murky waters.
Raising our cold hands to the sky,
The numbing warmth reminds us of what we have all lost.
Straddling the lines time pushes forward.
We lose parts of ourselves in memory;
We lose touch with what we held.
For these numb cold hands no longer feel a thing.
Losing track of the connection, forced to forge on,
Making due with the warm thought of past lives held.
While we trudge on though the cold unforgiving snow
Vision blurs and we slip through the cracks.
A warm light soothes our aches, warms our hands
And rekindles something lost.
Something that has become
So warped that it is now much bigger.
And we acknowledge the grandeur
The only way we can.
In silence
This is one of my favorite records of recent years, and mye absolute favorite of 2013. I wrote this review of it for the music site I have been writing for since 1999 (it's in Norwegian, but I gave it 6 out of 6, as you can see!): http://panorama.no/2014/04/12/bolgende-emosjoner-pa-toppniva/ Frode Fossvold-Jørum
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