Emerging into the Brightness of the Day
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I Am Alone
In Search of Cassandra, Princess of Troy
Summer Solstice Song
My City Has BeenBurned To The Ground
Another Mad Message
Time To Go Home
Composer: Ed HookeDate of Composition/Copyright: 1995Date of Recording: 2004
CommentaryInvisible to the naked eye are the parallels between Troy’s siege & fall
and a childhood traumatised by my mother’s mental illness.
Some way up a hill, close to a river
and not so far from the sea
- walls built by a God they say.
Who writes history when both sides lose the war?I prayed to the Maiden
to the Nymph and to the Crone.
What had I done or failed to do?
No mercy came.
My city has been burned to the ground.
As one we choke when Hector falls
- a corpse dragged round outside these walls.
Under siege we were slowly torn apart.
I shrieked visions of doom.
What's left now of my family?
Who writes our story now we've lost the war?
I weep for you, Troilus, Polyxena, Astyanax.
I weep for my parents who could not foreseebut tried to cope.
Well hitherto we have been blessed
but now our Goddess is undressed.
Where once fair Fortune gazed and smiled
our sacred places are defiled.
Can a humbler dwelling arise from these fallen stones?
- with pride and envy left in the debris?
- a richer life with simpler hopes?
For wealth is not material.
Wealth cannot be kept within walls.
So count the stars,
watch the clouds,
breathe the air
and let them go.
They argue what it was about
- Hellespont trade or Helen's pout?
Oh Paris they say you're to blame.
You followed love - I'd probably do the same.
Twin Helenus was caught.
Some say it was his fatal gift that gave us all away.
Gentle Andromache, yes, mourn,
now twice bereaved but you survive
and you shall learn to live again.
My City Has Been Burned To The Ground