Minor Blue Surcease
earthed in your quiet love
my home is on the range
underneath the blanket of blue air
I stare
up at countless buddhas
beaming down from space
the silence peaks like waves
through liquid hollows of my ears
and I seem suspended
caught in the moment
of minor blue surcease
far from the cities without edges
and the highways choked with cars
partners in pleinair
anywhere I don’t care
as long as I’m roaming
someplace new with you
breathing in the wind
lip to lip we hang
and seem suspended
caught in the moment
of minor blue surcease
stripped to the essence
connected to the core
in the absolute serenity of timelessness
stressless seconds become raindrops
soaking thirsty soil
we feel the grasses germinate
grow and lift us up
to seem suspended
caught in the moment
of minor blue surcease
Minor Blue Surcease
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About This Song:
Cliff Almond dressed my simple love song in an other worldly sonic landscape, with steel guitarist Greg Leisz along for the ride
dancing on the edge of melancholy, like a wisp of twilight fading into night. whispering secrets to the moon, & the moon, in turn, weaves them into silver threads that drift across the sky.
in this quiet moment, we find solace in the delicate hues of azure, the soft touch of memories, & the promise of dawn. for even in the blueness, there lies a gentle release — a respite from the weight of the world.
so let us breathe, let us dream, let the minor blues carry us to a place where sorrows are but echoes, fading into the vastness of the universe.
Song Credits:
Chuck Perrin: acoustic guitar & vocal
Greg Leisz: pedal steel guitar
Kamau Kenyatta: piano
Cliff Almond: percussion/sound design
