White Heat Hope
Room soaked with light
Good winter
Become the world again
Heavensent
Ladder up, explode
White heat hope
Reveal
Short one today!
I wrote this song last winter and, at the time, was really interested in using a repeated note as a drone or meditative rhythm. I think there are a lot more musical ideas that could really make this one come to life, but here are the bones of it.
In the winter, the sun only rises about 40 degrees in the sky here, so on the days when the sun is out and it is winter, south-facing windows get flooded.
Now reading the chorus, it is almost Icarus-ish in nature. Something about getting too close to hope, but also the necessity of hope… become the world again.
Thanks for listening!