Saturday, March 5, 2016

Saturday Night: And now for something completely different...

A song about second chances that I recorded about two years ago.  The lyrics are partially from a poem called Aran written by my daughter Laura Rosenkranz (who also happens to be quite an artist) when she and my wife were walking Ireland many moons ago. 


We cycle by inches hillward
After the howling day
... On saltswept rock

Rushing to a silent symphony
Of distant pluming waves

The curtain call echoes
Through this deserted concert hall.
The footlights of Galway are floating
Between sky and sea,

A necklace leading home...
Like Hansel's white pebbles
Pointing... where?

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