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LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #34: “My Rocketship, ‘Apocalypse’”

Posted on Mar 13, 2019 Updated on Mar 14, 2019

LIVING-ROOM VIDEO #34: “My Rocketship, ‘Apocalypse’”. Here’s another raw video of a song I just wrote. It’s just a very personal (if somewhat surrealistic) take on some old situations and their consequences in my life, and my being freed from them. It contains 4 verses, 4 refrains and a vocal bridge. (There will also be an article related to this on my new website specially designed for articles later this month, entitled “Truth Attracts Lies & We All Know Why!”). I hope that it speaks [sings] to you. Living-Room Videos are made of songs I just wrote. They are not professional grade but raw and acoustic, filmed on a webcam in my living-room. If this was in a live concert, there would be a full band, synthesizer and orchestral instruments. Here are the lyrics:

Went down to my basement
to check on the state of my lonely soul.
There I found a replacement —
a gift from above, like an embryo.

[1st Refrain]
It’s growing now; I don’t know how.
It’s not from this world.
My spirit sings — it’s time for Spring.
My true self unfurled —
the old self was hurled;
I was shaken and stirred.

Went into the rafters;
I needed to check on my new design.
My travel hereafter
was under protection from heaven’s shine.

[2nd Refrain]
My rocketship, “Apocalypse”,
designed over years —
so intricate, it’s retrofit,
angel engineers,
propelled through the spheres —
this world will soon disappear.

[Vocal bridge]
Since all around us will soon be dissolved,
It’s foolish to cling to what’s seen.
Better to find out what lies just beyond
rather than stay in this dream.

Although I was broken —
my heart scratched by beings with poison-claws —
through time, I’ve awoken,
(my angels worked hard) now my spirit soars.

[3rd Refrain]
Now I’m back in gear; no dark to fear
I’ve seen through its haze.
It’s time to share; I’ve been repaired.
My heart is ablaze —
It’s not just a phase;
I’m forever amazed.

Spring leaps from the shadows;
its light just a promise of more to come.
Fed (watered) by rainbows,
my late summer in winter has just begun.

[4th Refrain]
Replenish me; God’s gifts are free.
I’ll share round this sphere.
I’m not alone, under Your throne;
I will persevere;
willing volunteer,
whether dark comes, or clear.

© Alan Morrison, 2019