Haze of the Black Forest
By Xjs on December 1, 2024 11:51 pm
A trip to the Black Forest was on the agenda this weekend. It inspired a very ambient and evolving piece with some spoken lyrics on top:
Black and green and black again
The haze is making it a maze
Leafless trees against the bleak
At the foot of the mountain
Then the sun is coming out
Painting hills and land in golden
Colours, melting off the ice
The sky’s blue hue without a cloud
Behold, the fog descends again
Within the minute all is lost
The hand before the face is gone
Misty winds bring winter‘s breeze
And freeze…
Lost, the sounding of the horn
Seems to come from everywhere
Clear the river, steep the gorge
Hang icicles along the wall
And freeze…
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