Station to Station - i've once called this song the figurative/literal companion piece to my life, and it makes a lot of sense. It's a song about love, recorded in a time of chaos and mental clouding, yet amongst all of these outside factors the one thing that's important shines through. The first half of the ten-minute epic deals with one's coming and goings from station to station, accumulating the wealth of experience that will hopefully connect you with love. There is a constant hope through the repetitive struggle, a need to keep searching, a wonder of what you will be believing once you arrive at the next station.

Upon arrival at a particular station, wild imagery sends the listener's mind reeling - "once there were mountains on mountains and once there were songbirds to soar with and once i could never be down." You have arrived. You begin doubting your feelings, questioning if they are real, but you simply have to follow that ethereal guide that you gravitate towards. You've been seeking for so long, now it's time to celebrate and just do what feels natural. It's too late to go back and worry about petty things, the time is now, for tomorrow may never come

pieces of lyrics:


darting between the air
crunching towards the adobe
fires lick my bones

whirling timelines arriving at last
sewn together by a secret
charged hot by a hush

cut out a frame of pixels and smiles
throw it all underground
put it in a locked metal box and
head for the next town

wait by the marquee
wait till you see me
adorn with golden light
don't stop when your heart bursts
don't fall to your knees
i'm there each night of the week

digging for a goldenrod feather
of histories and futures
spinning round in neon
reveling in our chaos
you ignited a spark in me tonight