Twilight Tribal Trial

The sun set through the painted glass
a collage of colors shining
a home of men who walk the path
a home of women sighing
the books lie on the alter fast
as silent prayers are crying
to the gods above: lower you mask
rituals can be trying

And they smile as they cry
and they scream through the laughter
here I'm floating so high
wondering what they're after
I reach you I touch you
I feel you everywhere
I love you I know you
and can't believe you're scared
of really seeing within you
here's to being within you
here's to being without you

the waves wash by my feet so cool
erasing footprints in their wake
I come here for a sight of you
to give as well as take
and then I see by an inlet pool
the silhouette of light you make
with arms outstreatched you invite me to
cast 'way my blindness and awake

Then you clear the board with a single move
catching one of my mistakes
but all the winning here's no use
save it for some other day
as I don't believe in man made rules
I don't believe in state
(you say) even wiser men are fools
and jesters in this place

And they smile when they die
and they scream while they're living
but I'm floating so high
I can't believe it's really ending
till I reach you I touch you
I feel you everywhere
I love you I know you
I can't believe you're scared
of really seeing within you
here's to being within you
here's to being without you
here's to being beside you
I've just decided

The trial is over
the jury was hung
and everybody's getting in their cars


Bruce Notes:
Written around 1982. The instrumental section after the 1st and 3rd verses is a blatant example of retrograde. In the forward section, a melody on electric guitar is imposed over a chord progression. A short section of improvised electric guitar separates the forward section from the reverse section. The reverse section consists of the chord progression from the forward section played backwards. I then flipped the tape over, which resulted in the progression playing forward again (even though it all sounded like tape playing in reverse.) I played the melody over the tape while it played in reverse. When the tape is played in the right direction, the result is a melody in the reverse section that is the same as the melody in the forward section, only backwards. A perfect retrograde!

R. Mageddon Notes:
Written Spring of 1979. Brooce (again) omits the last two lines of lyric. Buy the book if it's ever pulished. -- Love the backward guitar treatments. John Lennon. I'm Only Sleeping...

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