Week 142 // On Being (or) The Beginning of the World

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Get on your feet
It’s time you come to recognize
The hour that wakes
To paint the world in red and blue
And standing there
The moment catches in your eye
And like a knock at the door
An elegant truth it comes to you:

That at the beginning
When we were all the same
When we were all just
Particles and protons
With seven syllable names
When the whole wide world
Was just a glimmer
In its momma’s eye
Well we couldn’t have known back then
One day we could come alive

‘Cause it’s a powerful process
Of collision and coincidence
And it takes a long long long time

And this is the way it works:
Atoms are pulling and pushing apart
Being’s an intricate violent art
And it takes a long long long time

So some thousands of years ago
There was this human child
And she looked just like you
And she laughed like me
And I can’t explain
Was she a child of God?
Or just stardust?
Well, I can’t decide
But what I know
Is that we’ve had the same exact stuff
Running through our veins

And through an ice age
And through hurricanes
Let’s set the record straight
The very Earth has ground itself apart around us
And she still remains
And from my woods in New England
To a New York City stage
I’ve seen a million kinds of people
And each one of them feels the same exact way

‘Cause of this meaningful movement
of carbon and compassion
And it takes a long long long time

Atoms are pulling and pushing apart
Being’s an intricate violent art
Buildings are climbing and falling away
Mountains are growing with nothing to say
And it takes a long long long time

Notes
So if you’ve listened to more than five of my songs, you probably know that I have an artistic/academic fascination with the end of the world. It probably comes from reading too many comic books (impossible!), and you don’t have to look any further back than last week to find a song about it on this website. But today I’m expanding my horizons. I’m pretty sure I have yet to write a song about the beginning of the world, and this week that is exactly what I have done. Perhaps it is inspired by the personal new beginning that I embarked upon as I moved into my new apartment in Brooklyn this weekend. My mind has been filled with thoughts about the long arc of the universe, the unfathomable scale of time, the immortality and ancient origins of the matter and energy that compose our very bodies, the slow crawl of evolution and geological progress, the buzzing activity in our atoms, and the interconnectedness of each and every human being and living creature ever to walk the Earth. This might seem like too lofty a subject for a three minute song, but I attempt to address it with a quaint and provincial awe that mirrors my perception of my new surroundings in New York City. I also made up the most intricate bass patterns of my career for this song. They might be seen to represent the ordered disorder of activity on an atomic scale, or perhaps I just wanted to get a little funky for the beginning of the world since I slapped my bass for the first time in years last week for the apocalypse.

One final note: you have my sincerest apologies for the tardiness of this song. I had a technological meltdown, and after hours of futilely attempting to record vocals with a built-in laptop microphone, I broke down and took a trip to Guitar Center to support the economy in the spirit of finishing this song without it sounding like it was recorded inside a vacuum cleaner.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~M.E.

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One thought on “Week 142 // On Being (or) The Beginning of the World

  1. Definitely a New York kind of sound. This is one of your most unique creations and demonstrates a pretty amazing range of rhythms and incredible lyrics. Good work. I’m glad your Monday did not totally suck!

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