rediscovering cynthia

it's been awhile since i've last heard a cynthia alexander song on the radio. last weekend, while shopping at this tiangge at alabang, i found a pirated copy of insomnia and other lullabies. i thought that it would be a great addition to my 85 gig music collection. so i grabbed a copy and this started my newfound addiction to her soothing voice and enchanting lyrics. however, after a few spins in my car stereo, i felt a tinge of guilt for owning a pirated copy. one of the reasons why the local music industry, especially the indie scene, is thriving is because of people like me. to make amend, i will pass by the nearest record store later and purchase the original.


woke up this morning
i was staring at the ceiling cracks
and roadmaps and landscapes and highways

i have seen
I have been to places
far and deep in my mind
only to find
comfort in your strangeness

of moving shadows
when I call the wind by name
rushing firewater in the dark of a cloud

i have seen
i have been to places
far and deep in my mind
only to find
comfort in Your strangeness

we are slaves to the crimes we commit
in fits of passion we shame
we are nothing we are nothing
we are nothing we are nothing but
the dust on your feet
dying to be born again
singing ether water fire
singing earth singing air

i have seen
i have been to places
far and deep in my mind
only to find comfort in your strangeness

i have seen
i have been to places
far and deep in my mind
only to find comfort in your strangeness

-comfort in your strangeness


great music from a great artist.