Cobwebs in the Corners

Lyrics

Clinking sole rhythms on the platforms of the subway station
Gettin' where we're going making music as a nation
Up in the corners of the subway station, you weave with
magic fingers webs to catch us all in our daydreams
As we float above the ground, with our feet lookin' down
At our souls upon the tracks
Caught in the cobwebs in the corners of the subway station
Feelings unfelt, songs unsung

If I want to find a better way to serve my country
I'll find cobwebs in the corners and sing to them my songs
All those dreams invalidated, all the love that never made it
Let me sweep them with this song, grab a broom and sing along

Our souls have always walked upon these tracks
Breaking through the cracks
Train whistles by, it reminds us of the wind
Spreading seeds across the land
Sowing songs to our hearts
Where the memory begins is where the healing starts

Apple apple in the tree, tell me of your mystery
Eve ate an amenita in disguise- (what?!)
Apple apple in the tree, tell me of your history
Eve ate an amenita in disguise
She was looking for the truth
For the wisdom of her youth
Garden-fenced empire crumbling before her eyes

As we sweep into the cobwebs in the corner of our consciousness, clearing out our minds
Of all the images, the boogie monster fairytales, clogging up the gates to the divine
Unweaving those unworthy words that told us we were not good enough, not good enough to shine
Clinking platforms on the ground, souls back upon their tracks
Singing songs to the cobwebs in the corners of the
subway station, the subway station, clinking heals cleaning out the cobwebs in the corners of the 
subway station, the subway station, clinking heals cleaning out the cobwebs in the corners of the 

If I want to find a better way to serve my country
If I want to find a better way to serve my country
If I want to find a better way to serve my country
I'll find cobwebs in the corners and sing to them my songs
All those dreams invalidated, all the love that never made it
Let me sweep them with this song, grab a broom and sing along
together we can sweep the cobwebs from this country
clearing out the clutter from our minds

Our souls have always walked upon these tracks
Breaking through the cracks
Train whistles by, it reminds us of the wind
Spreading seeds across the land
Sowing songs to our hearts
Where the memory begins is where the healing starts

If I want to find a better way to serve my country, yeah
If I want to find a better way to serve my country, yeah
If I want to find a better way to serve my country
I'll find cobwebs in the corners and sing to them my songs
All those dreams invalidated, all the love that never made it
Let me sweep them with this song, grab a broom and sing along

 
Story

The inspiration for this song comes straight from my roots as a New Yorker. This song for me carries the energy of the subway station- the creative potential of those bustling, sweaty, grimy, colorful, tracks. The album cover for Silence Speak was shot partially in the New York City subway station for this reason. Weaving the urban jungle of our consciousness into the natural state of our humanness.

The line about "Eve ate an amanita in disguise" was inspired by a talk given at Bioneers Conference by playwrite and women's rights activist, Eve Ensler. She re-imagined the story of Adam and Eve to see that Eve was in fact partaking in a conscious, mind-altering experience of eating an amanita mascara psychedelic mushroom because she knew she was in the wrong garden! The "garden-fenced empire" refers to the illusions of perfection of our current mainstream society. What is true happiness? 

~Train whistles by it reminds us of the wind
Spreading seeds across the land, sowing song to our hearts
Where the memory begins is where the healing starts.~

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Vocals, Beatbox, Guitar, Vocal Looping- Jen Myzel
Arrangement, Production- Narayan from Zion