Golden Light – A trilogy in four parts
Dawn
Dry night-time chills that fracture stone
Give way to distant East as shadows form
Wracked and stretched, escape the dawn
But they’re defective, by the minute torn
Beyond the burning dry, the thorn
Now, searing sunlight rakes the floor
Fast, scorched to dust, in time, forlorn
And rising from their slumbers borne
Escape the rock, the fever sworn
And at its peak no air, no home
All anger, fear as life must flow
Those distant memories cannot atone
Then as the rake turns skies unknown
From deepest blue to tortured moon
Beyond the realm of tidal doom
There is nothing. There is nothing
Hope
But, golden in the night, The Light that lights their world
Tender by the Mother’s love, His heart around all life is curled
Thus, fearful that they’ll lose their way,
The Three seed starlight as a pearl…
Dusk
The dark enshrouds the desert blown
By skies that turn to wait the dawn
And chills return to fracture stone
As skies that turn to wait the dawn
The chills return to fracture stone
Eternity
And so the golden Light will rise
Beneath their star they tremble at the sight before their eyes
Perfume and metal, death disguise
Believers right the wrongs, deceivers must despise
And so the golden Light will rise
In all Eternity a date with fate we’ll finalise
And so the journey of our lives
A never-ending story of the wrongs that will be right
Words and music by David Bradley
Acoustic, electric and bass guitars and vocals DB
Recorded and mixed at the ScienceBASS Studios
I grew up listening to the likes of Achilles’ Last Stand (Zeppelin), Stargazer (Rainbow), Jacob’s Ladder (Rush), Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun (Floyd) etc etc. So, I won’t be apologising for wearing my influences on my black, flowing, silk kimono sleeves…
The lyrics are essentially a desert scene, a trip, the day and night, the temperature inversions that can fracture stones. The three travellers in this desert can be the three “kings” of Christian fable or merely an allegory for our journey through the harsh landscape of life…maybe it’s a mashup of the LotR and The Incredible Journey, who knows? I certainly cannot say for sure, this is stream of consciousness stuff and started off as a much shorter instrumental.
Anyway, the three are wearied by the heat, fearful of the dark and cold, they themselves feel fractured by the interminable lengthening and shortening of shadows and the night-time chills, the unfamiliar sounds of the desert at night.
The heavy rock intermission is their hope, the golden light. The finale after my wailing is a message of hope encapsulated that exists without end…complete with OTT guitar shredding…which pulls the fade out, although you could have another 10 minutes or so of that if you like.