Is there something joining my wandering mind
With the birch tree swaying through the open blind?
Is there a connection or a chasm wide?
Are there treasures that my thoughts of the birch tree hide?
So I think about the way the birch roots roam
Near the old railroad through the banks of loam.
When the tall trees sway from side to side,
The damp earth stretches and the heavens sigh;
As do I now.
I’m gaining confidence in the view now:
The goodness of myself and others.
The urge to connect and society! How?
Cause I’ve seen the sky and also the weather.
On the river Camel, when I was young,
There was a water ladder for the salmon to run
Next to the long slow sloping weir,
Where the rubber duck race started every year.
I used to dam the streams with pebbles and stones.
And now I dam myself with cinders and bones.
I feel the river building up inside.
In the muddy puddle I thought I could hide.
But it has gone clear now.
I’m growing confident in the view now:
The goodness of myself and others.
The urge to connect and society! How?
Cause I’ve seen the sky and also the weather.
The latest release from Rick Tomlinson (Voice of the Seven Thunders/Woods) - newly available as a download and another ltd ed LP on the way too.... Red River Dialect
The latest from UK artist MF Tomlinson sets sharp lyrics amidst a backdrop of acoustic guitar, lush keys, and soft percussion. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 12, 2021