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The Mountaintop
05:42
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Spilled my blood across the snow banks
Cracked my nails upon the rocks
Dragged my husk across the mountainside
Screamed my heart into the heavens
Gnashed my teeth against the wind
Wiped my tears beneath the moonless sky
But the journey will soon be over
Does it seem worth it now?
Look at how far I’ve come
How far I’ve come
Burned my muscles climbing boulders
Wracked my mind with restless sleep
Yearned for treasures I left long ago
Ripped my knees on countless tumbles
Seared my eyes on winds of ice
Missed the world I left so far below
But the journey will soon be over
Does it seem worth it now?
Just look at what it cost
At what it cost
I reach out to touch the apex
Hoist my body one last time
Rays of sunlight wash the memory
Of the misery left behind
My eyes take in the clear horizon
Many miles above the ground
I’ve topped the mountain of the vanquished
Will I ever make it down?
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Forest for the Trees
04:55
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Every leaf and every needle
Every branch and every root
Every deer and every beetle
Every hawk and every newt
Every sparkle on the dewdrops
Every scratch on every tree
I can see each little detail
And it’s slowly killing me
Every whistle of the songbirds
As they greet the morning sun
Every bellow of the grizzlies
As they move their many tons
Every shockwave of the falling trees
That shake the forest ground
I can hear each little detail
And I cannot stand the sound
Well I can’t save every thicket
As they’re ripped out by the root
And I can’t save every creature
As they’re trampled underfoot
Everybody needs a helping hand
More than I could have believed
I’m the Spirit of the Forest
And I wish that I could leave
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3. |
I Am
05:18
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I am chained, I am free
I am all I want to be
I am weak, I am strong
I am right and I am wrong
I am old, I am young
I am finished and begun
I am full, I am null
I am one and I am all
I am red, I am green
I’m the shade of in between
I am soft, I am loud
I am meek and I am proud
I am cold, I’m on fire
I am doldrum and desire
I am sweet, I am sour
I am thorn and I am flower
I am valor, I am fear
I am smile and I am tear
I am joy, I am rage
I am fool and I am sage
I am ashes, I am throne
I am the great unknown
But I am
I am
I am
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4. |
Saturn Return
08:58
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Ten and seven, five and nine
Dawn returns with rings and chimes
The Harvester comes into view
Wearing robes of blonde and blue
He's marching at a snaillike pace
Malefic smile upon his face
He’s confident that he might share
My future’s glory and despair
But I am not beholden
My destiny is golden
Ten and seven, five and nine
Watch the planets realign
Joy and anger, love and scorn
Part of me since I was born
I’m often told that I will be
Shaped by a cosmic destiny
And there is nothing to be done
To make this journey all my own
But I am not beholden
My destiny is golden
Ten and seven, five and nine
Heavy is the hand of time
Firm and shapeless, clear and gray
Gripping harder day by day
The Harvester, with sickled blade
He saunters over, undismayed
With tidings of the coming turn
And hopes that all my dreams will burn
But I am not beholden
My destiny is golden
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5. |
The Mentor
05:44
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When you’re waist deep in the marshes
And your shoes are full of mud
When you’ve fallen in the brambles
And all you taste is blood
When you want this to be over
When you can’t take anymore
Just follow in my footsteps
I have walked this path before
When the sun sleeps under the ocean
And the moon is hiding her face
When the sails can’t find a tailwind
And your ship is grounded in place
When the one thing left to guide you
Is the twinkling of the stars
Just remember what I’ve taught you
And I know you’ll make it far
When the sun breaks over the mountains
And it bathes the valley below
When it gives the spring buds sunlight
And it melts away the snow
When you look upon your kingdom
And all that you have earned
Know that you are now the mentor
Time to teach what you have learned
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6. |
Again
03:41
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I’m aching, I’m tired, I can’t get out of bed
The thoughts of the struggle still swim inside my head
My muscles are burning, I cannot feel my legs
I’d plea for salvation, but I’m not one to beg
Why do I still do this? I always ask myself
I want to be better than everybody else
And though in this moment I want the pain to end
I know when the bell tolls I’ll stand and fight again
I’m pouting, I’m doubting, I want to walk away
But if I’m to conquer there’s not another way
The pain isn’t lasting, I won’t be indisposed
But the smell of chlorine might never leave my nose
Why make myself suffer? I always ask myself
Because I am better than everybody else
And though in this moment, I want the pain to end
I know when the bell tolls I’ll stand and fight again
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7. |
Passacaglia in A Minor
07:29
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8. |
The Crown
04:21
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Heavy is the head that wears the crown
The newest plague has come to town
Clean your phone and wash your hands
Get outside before it’s banned
Don’t let the end times bring you down
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Wear your favorite mask and gown
Stay in groups of less than ten
Get back home by 8pm
Don’t let the end times bring you down
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Stuck inside with all the clowns
The quarantine won’t take my soul
But I’m out of two-ply roll
Don’t let the end times bring you down
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
Try to keep the coughing down
Convinced yourself it’s just the flu
But I can see it’s killing you
Don’t let the end times bring you down
Heavy is the head that wears the crown
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Eagle with a Broken Wing
06:05
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I was an immortal, the world was at my call
A trillion lies below me and I ruled them all
They would gaze up to the heavens and call me King
Now I am just an eagle with a broken wing
They used to gift me trinkets, they used to build me shrines
They’d invoke my sacred name when they blessed their wine
They would gather in their temples to lift every voice and sing
Now I am just an eagle with a broken wing
But I took too much for granted, and I flew right at the sun
And I fell from grace into a place I can’t recover from
And the stones cried out in anguish at my sundering
Now I am just an eagle with a broken wing
Turned from prince to pauper, lost among the weeds
In my hubris I never thought a god could bleed
Like the poor pathetic creature cursed to never find its ring
Now I am just an eagle with a broken wing
The masses plead for saving, to be freed from their fate
But how can I help them when I’m in this state
I can give them nothing, but I’d give everything
Not to be an eagle with a broken wing
Well I always thought my ruin would never come to pass
I always thought my radiance would always last
Now I gaze up to the heavens when the pain is in full swing
Now I am just an eagle with a broken wing
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10. |
The Golden Hour
10:01
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Here at last I stand before you
Waking from my fitful slumber
Too long have you waned in shadow
Time to tear the night asunder
Let us pierce the mists of twilight
Let the sunrise break our trance
Bless the colors of the morning
Day has started, now we dance
Here at last I stand before you
Golden awe and crimson bluster
Shadows grow and stretch their fingers
Stars and planets gain their luster
Let us leave but not forever
Let the sunset guide us west
Bless the colors of the evening
Day has ended, now we rest
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11. |
When I Get Back to Water
07:42
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The sun has baked the land into submission
I don’t know when or how I lost my way
There’s not a sign of life in all directions
I haven’t seen a town in several days
I miss the gray of storms and roar of thunder
The smell of asphalt in the summer rain
I have to tell myself that I can make it
But who knows when I’ll see a cloud again
Well I’ll be fine, when I get back to water
I think my mind is shriveling from attrition
I see the shapes of friends rise from the sand
They tell me I have made it to perdition
But disappear when I stretch out my hand
I miss the sound of laughter by the river
The coolness of the water on my skin
I have to tell myself that I can make it
So I can feel the river once again
Oh I’ll be fine, when I get back to water
The sun has turned my skin a shade of crimson
My eyes are much too dry to shed a tear
I’ve screamed a thousand times to hear the echo
And maybe someday someone else will hear
I still recall when I first saw the ocean
The sunlight dancing on the azure plain
I have to tell myself that I can make it
Though I may never see the sea again
But I’ll be fine, when I get back to water
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David White Franklin Township, New Jersey
Lifelong musician, former American Boychoir member, Swim Coach.
Combining my digital and acoustic instruments together to make a classic rock sound
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