I had it in my mind to sing something about our insignificance when confronted by the unimaginable span of the universe from the singularity that gave rise to the Big Bang through some kind of entropic decompression to the ultimate fate we can imagine in heat death. Indeed, I recorded just that song, but then had a change of heart about the imagery, it was all too cosmic maaaan…now it’s about the singularity of emotion, finding love, losing love and the crushing pain of loneliness. Jolly stuff as usual, eh?
There are still echoes of the original lyrics…perhaps something of an afterglow of its creation, the background radiation…
Singularity
At the very start, the moment of conception
Outrunning light, no sound, all is perfection
Focused passion written truly large
Like the word of some almighty pressure
At the very start, there was no pained expression
Nothing yet to heal, no reflection
Colder than the comfort
Weaker at the moment
Beauty and the feeling of everything that’s the new
Colder than the comfort
Weaker at the moment
Singularity
Singularity…
But from the very start, empathy was disconnected
No feeling, sight or sound…just introspection
Final thoughts were written out so clear
Although the world has so many, so many under pressure
To the very end, too much anger and aggression
But sound and fury fade on reflection
But colder, there’s no comfort
In the weakness of the moment
Beauty fails and nothing’s left as new
Colder than the comfort
Weaker at the very moment
Singularity
Singularity…
Colder there’s no comfort
In the weakness of the moment
Beauty fails and nothing’s left for free
Colder than the comfort
Weaker at the moment
Singularity
Singularity…