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Here Comes the Sky King Again

from Trepanning by Edward Morneau & Folksonomy

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Whereas some victims of the Holocaust must have welcomed oblivion for release from their long torment, those who jumped from the skyscrapers on 9/11 to escape burning death had no choice. A few months after 9/11, I saw a film made by two French documentary filmmakers who were in New York to make a movie about a family’s generation of firefighters from a district ladder company near the World Trade Center. On the day of their arrival, the hijacked planes struck and the filmmakers went with the firefighters to the first tower, thinking this was a serious, but still routine alarm.

The film, of course, was anything but routine, as it recorded the harrowing events of the day and the collapse of the two towers. But it also recorded, sparingly, those who jumped and fell through the air to escape the inferno. These were not suicides and there’s nothing less than absolute terror behind this kind of a decision. But in the calamity of the moment, I wondered about the capacity people had to freeze time and seek repose and solace in a moment of absolutes; to assuage fear and seek the kind of asylum that only the abstraction of finality can bring about. Or is this the moment when what lies beyond us is invoked for those who believe in what lies beyond us? And those who did jump, were they lovers, friends, co-workers, strangers—did it matter, does it matter?

For me, it has to be a frozen moment above a raging inferno, a couple holding hands, holding onto the rest of life, a quick conversation of a few words reducing a million thoughts to a few questions, and a fall through the air that can never reach the bottom of the everlasting grace of each precious moment of life.

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Here Comes the Sky King Again

Here comes the Sky King Again
I don’t know where to begin
Shadow me, come to me,

Walk with me, run with me
My friend....

Paper just falls from the sky
Water runs wild in our eyes
Shelter me your canopy,
Threnody, insanity
My friend ...

Where do we go?

When will we meet again?
How will we know?

There goes the harvest balloon
Pipers will take back their tune
Odeon calliope,

Origami policy
In ruins... my friend ...

Where do we go?

When will we meet again?
How will we know?

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from Trepanning, track released January 1, 2008

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Edward Morneau Salem, Massachusetts

Edward Morneau has been a musician and songwriter most of his life. His focus on multiple genres and interest on sound collage experimentation makes his music hard to classify. His muses range from Beatles, Brian Wilson, Randy Newman, XTC, Kinks, Iris DeMent to Mahler, Shostakovich, Penderecki & Zappa. His background as an English & Film teacher gives humor and striking imagery to his songs. ... more

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