As the late snows fall on Jericho
I catch flakes on black velvet
To be the Great Preserver
Of an elegance they won’t know
Sublime! Sublime!
A symmetry fixed in negative
I wrench the rude contraption
With gloves that creak in the keen air
But all my words have sublimed
And the wind whips through the beams
As a youth she taught me beauty
A stack of rough notation
No fragile aggregation is unique as her warming smile
The negative draws my tears
And I am on my knees
None of these unique crystals is as unique as she
Sublime! Sublime!
A symmetry fixed in negative
When on a lonely night in Jericho
A Great Preserver steps outside into the snow
When he falls
Will his bones
Warm and sublime
Into the ether
Like her?
Up into heaven they go…
credits
from Peste,
released November 4, 2016
Written by Daniel Cochran
Dreamy indie rock from Bangalore's Black Letters captures the ambiguities of loss, longing, and growth in moving into a new phase of life. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 3, 2019