For a thousand years,
Lie in waiting.
Buried in,
The ashes,
Of paradise.
Given up to time.
Lost to progress.
Forgotten to,
The pursuit,
Of paradise.
Oh the ancients,
How they knew our heart.
We, too, decay,
Into time,
For our echoes
To find.
Try,
To get right.
Tie,
It up tight.
Hide,
In plain sight.
Light,
The torch light.
But we,
Got flashlights,
Up on,
Our phones. I,
Snap,
A quick sight,
Of you,
In sunlight.
It's true,
We alright.
Like they,
Were alright.
Get lost,
In my mind.
The view,
Is sublime.
Oh the ancients,
How they knew our heart.
We, too, decay,
Into time,
For our echoes
To find.
They don't make,
Nothing like,
Promenade in,
Candlelight,
Thousand years,
Blink your eye,
Thousand years--
Blink.
I don't know who remember,
I just hope we can better,
Understand how sweet the wine,
How sweet the wine.
Feel the breeze,
Take a sip,
Lose yourself in the labyrinth.
We are all,
Gonna get,
Where we ought to be now.
Jazz vocalist Kurt Elling teams up with guitarist Charlie Hunter and guest drummer Nate Smith for a playful EP of six dynamic covers. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2023