Week 376 // A Tether

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Trailing behind me
A gossamer string
If ever I must find my way back
It’s waiting for me

Wherever I must go
What monsters wait for me
What horror lurks below
I’m counting on that string
to lead me through the danger
To guide me past the strangers back to you
To safety

The night is a strange thing
The mind walks alone
The trap in an innocent dream
The edges aglow

Wherever I must go
What monsters wait for me
What horror lurks below
I’m counting on that string
to lead me through the danger
To guide me past the strangers back to you
To safety

Notes
My friend David had a marvelous jam session for his birthday party. I’m not accustomed to playing much music in groups any more, so it was great fun to break out of the typical solitude of Mount Everest for an afternoon. For the occasion, I took my antique mandolin out of its case for the first time in a couple of years. It is a splendid old axe that was given to me by my Dad many years ago. It can’t be said to be in perfect condition, with cracked enamel, and a pick guard that broke five or six years back. Still, its intonation is rock solid. Its neck is straight, and it plays much like new. If you are a long-time listener, you might have heard it before, but you would have to ponder back to the early days. When I came home, I didn’t put the mandolin away. I decided to make up a new song first.

My wife will confirm that I am often an anxious man. I am wracked with worry late at night, and I am often disturbed from sleep by fitful dreams. This little mandolin tune is about the tether that I can follow back to a feeling of security and calm. It is for Rebecca.

~M.E.

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