It’s an ordinary road running through the wilderness
I got my eye out for angels.
I’m looking for a place of rest.
I know it’s only a number but my mind loves to play tricks.
I’m looking for God on Route 666.
Copyright 2015 Keith M. Lyndaker All Rights Reserved
Recorded Live in 1998 at the Lost Dog, Shepherdstown, WV by Jeremiahs Run. Keith Lyndaker, Vox, Guitars, Brett Sherman, Lead Guitar, Mike S, Rhythm
Inspired by the 1895 composition of the same title by Sibelius. Wikipedia link. Lyrics written December 20, 1989
I listened in silence as Sibelius spoke to me concerning an ancient legend cloaked in melody. The land of Tuonela where the spirits wander restlessly, a land of black hills surrounded by a black sea where a white swan swims crying endlessly, the Swan of Tuonela swimming in the sea, crying endlessly.
Sometimes the hills rise higher and the sea comes blacker still. I find myself sinking down to be enveloped by the chill. But to succumb to the depths and to end the song is to betray the dawn. Like the Swan of Tuonela I will sing my song no matter how black the sea becomes or how long the dawn. No matter how black the sea or how long the dawn, I will sing my song.
We all swim our own black seas around our private hells, singing our sad songs of pain in an endless wail, but to succumb to the depths . . .
Copyright 1998 Jeremiahs Run and Keith Lyndaker. All Rights Reserved.