Robert Stone
Musical Aphorisms
the fish that tried to eat the moon
(Inspired by a painting of Peter van Straten.)
walking through this field of gold
(Dedicated to our summer walks
through fields of gold.)
I won't need more than this
I won't need more than this
than the blue blue sky,
than the yellow yellow sun,
than the fresh fresh wind,
than to feel the breeze tonight.
where are you
a story, a question:
where are you
in your world, in your life
and his heart was trembling
did not know how to speak
did not know where to go
after all those years
after all those stories
no longer wanting to flee
no longer wanting to disappear
(inspired by Martin Buber's Il Cammino dell’ uomo)
the crossing
let me cross over, over to your side
let me cross over, be fluent as light
let me cross over, and share the sun
let me cross over, what have we done
what have we done ...
someone's always on the run
someone's always someone's son
chasing the sun, chasing the sun ...
don't be misled by the sound of a falling star
between two shores
Some calls just never make it through.
The line breaks up while the weeping fades.
And a crackling nestles in our ears,
as we put down the phone and disappear.
And alone and separate we remain,
as we cradle the shame of a sudden loss.
And we move, we move between two shores.
And we move, we move between two homes.
to arrive
after all these years
I still wonder, babe
what it's like to arrive
after all these years
I still wonder, babe
what it's like to be home
to be home
sheltered from the storm
to be home
another day
keep those dragons underground
come and look what I have found
there’s no need to run away
there’s a way to turn and stay
no need to be, to be alone
no need to turn, to turn to stone
winter comes and winter goes
watch the river how it flows
there’s always a way, another day
just say, what you need to stay
trilogy
I took this picture of you and me
and I cut it slowly into three
and I made of it a trilogy
a drama of note for all to see
a drama of note for all to see
no hiding place
so I went to the rock to hide my face
the rock cried out: there is no hiding place
no rest from the chase
the rock cried out: I am burning
I am burning too just like you
I am burning just like you
(lyrics in parts based on an African-American spiritual)