The Moon in the Room - Original Song

The moon in the room

The moon in my room
Shines so brightly
I've become the stars
Haunting silver
Shadows linger
Returned from afar

Just like those distant suns
All that you'd become is gone

Walls and ceiling
Gleam with moon beams
Glancing anthracite
Tallow candle
Snow imagined
Spiritualised

Just like those distant suns
All that you'd become is gone

Heaven waits no longer for this
Gift of silver sight
Magic moonshine
Quiet aspect
dim coal fire light

You've come back to me
Sitting quietly
Like Ghost light in the chair
Or were you always here with me?

From Nathaniel Hawthorne's Scarlet Letter:
"... late at night, I sat in the deserted parlour, lighted only by the glimmering coal-fire and the moon, striving to picture forth imaginary scenes, which, the next day, might flow out on the brightening page in many-hued description.
If the imaginative faculty refused to act at such an hour, it might well be deemed a hopeless case. Moonlight, in a familiar room, falling so white upon the carpet, and showing all its figures so distinctly--making every object so minutely visible, yet so unlike a morning or noontide visibility--is a medium the most suitable for a romance-writer to get acquainted with his illusive guests. There is the little domestic scenery of the well-known apartment; the chairs, with each its separate individuality; the centre-table, sustaining a work-basket, a volume or two, and an extinguished lamp; the sofa; the book-case; the picture on the wall--all these details, so completely seen, are so spiritualised by the unusual light, that they seem to lose their actual substance, and become things of intellect. Nothing is too small or too trifling to undergo this change, and acquire dignity thereby. A child's shoe; the doll, seated in her little wicker carriage; the hobby-horse--whatever, in a word, has been used or played with during the day is now invested with a quality of strangeness and remoteness, though still almost as vividly present as by daylight. Thus, therefore, the floor of our familiar room has become a neutral territory, somewhere between the real world and fairy-land, where the Actual and the Imaginary may meet, and each imbue itself with the nature of the other. Ghosts might enter here without affrighting us. It would be too much in keeping with the scene to excite surprise, were we to look about us and discover a form, beloved, but gone hence, now sitting quietly in a streak of this magic moonshine, with an aspect that would make us doubt whether it had returned from afar, or had never once stirred from our fireside.
The somewhat dim coal fire has an essential Influence in producing the effect which I would describe. It throws its unobtrusive tinge throughout the room, with a faint ruddiness upon the walls and ceiling, and a reflected gleam upon the polish of the furniture. This warmer light mingles itself with the cold spirituality of the moon-beams, and communicates, as it were, a heart and sensibilities of human tenderness to the forms which fancy summons tip. It converts them from snow-images into men and women. Glancing at the looking-glass, we behold--deep within its haunted verge--the smouldering glow of the half-extinguished anthracite, the white moon-beams on the floor, and a repetition of all the gleam and shadow of the picture, with one remove further from the actual, and nearer to the imaginative. Then, at such an hour, and with this scene before him, if a man, sitting all alone, cannot dream strange things, and make them look like truth, he need never try to write romances.
But, for myself, during the whole of my Custom-House experience, moonlight and sunshine, and the glow of firelight, were just alike in my regard; and neither of them was of one whit more avail than the twinkle of a tallow-candle. An entire class of susceptibilities, and a gift connected with them--of no great richness or value, but the best I had--was gone from me."

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[kostasmarios1972]

brother your soul belongs to God. your spirit is romantic medieval poetic. your melodic line simple and sharp as a sword. you are unbelievable......

[joeburton77]

@kostasmarios1972 thanks so much :)

[janaeslearning]

You are by far one of the best original artists I have ever come across. Keep playing, you have something truly special. Just purchased this song on iTunes. I'll definitely support something this beautiful. You're blessed with an amazing gift, please use it.

[joeburton77]

@janaeslearning thanks so much, really appreciate your support.. my very best of wishes to you

joe

[earminded]

Joe - wow, you've just made another fan. Beautiful. Let me know when that CDs done. You gotta a Facebook fan page? You should start growing a fan base for your release. Best wishes to you.

[joeburton77]

thanks again, album is going to be out soon!! all the best

joe

[OneHalfOfTheSketch]

you're sitting on potential greatness

[maddy0mad]

my goodness! You are soo great! I got really carried away. I love the song and tune. :))

[Bayview05]

hey joe

2 questions: who would you say are your main inspirations? and how did you record your first album?

[tomlcoy]

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[erinismybabe]

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[welcomenews]

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