I found a snake tail on the floor of my laundry room in Val Verde, CA. And I knew I had to write a song about it.
lyrics
Snake tail, in the door,
What did you come here for?
Squirming present left behind,
Life and death, intertwined.
Did you escape divinity?
Hoping to warn humanity,
From the evils now afoot,
But you with none could not stay put.
We were predisposed to just obey,
Hedonism everyday.
When you came to make allies,
We could not see the honesty in your eyes,
Thought that you were the bad guy is some new guise.
Snake tail, red and gold,
This flesh I now hold.
Speaking of a recent past,
Memories clear at least.
Dreams of resilient enemies,
Hoping to change destinies.
Wielding blades of fear and hate,
Propaganda made to sedate.
We were disinclined to see the facts,
Knowing what free thought attracts.
When the time has come to choose,
Wouldn't the majority of us refuse,
To cede our powers to those that just abuse?
Snake tail, dormant soul,
Apart, and yet, still whole.
Bestow unto me your sight,
Eternal guiding light.
Countless perspectives all displayed,
Sharing their own serenade.
Separate they feel alone,
But now combined all can be known.
We were ignorant this whole time,
To privileges sublime.
Tell me friend with lidless gaze,
Between hope's false promise and faith's constant haze,
can we learn to love before the end of days?
Snake tail, bide your time,
From this unjust crime.
Although you have ceased to be,
Your will lives on inside of me.
How could I not like a fellow alum of both U of Miami and CalArts?! Really creative, he's not afraid to push the boundaries in any direction. The results are always fascinating. Greg Byers
Patient yet curious, the compositions of trumpeter Ben Wolkins, played here by his Signal Quartet, highlight the group's connectivity. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2023