07 THE MANY COLOURS OF MORNING
The light feels different in Japan, the sun appears to hang low to the ground and some mornings it’s seductive!
Where I stay when I’m in Japan is a neighbourhood called Future Port – or Minatomirai a dense cluster of high rise buildings, glass and concrete, but nestled neatly within Tokyo Bay so you’ve always go the Pacific looming
The way the sunlight reflects and bounces off all these modern buildings is fascinating to watch – it moves so quickly and dramatically throughout the day – like God’s Graffiti.
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7.THE MANY COLOURS OF MORNING
The sharp citrus fragrance of the apartment
The soft sheen of polished wooden flooring underfoot
sliding and slipping in socks
shoes left in a neat line at the door
silent door handles
gentle clicks not clunks
An orchestra of hums
From the air con, the road, the sea
The black of the morning isn't threatening
‘cos I know she’s only playing
I know what she’s hiding
I know how how thin her viel is
a whispery single piece of silk
through the street lamp I can see her lips
it won’t be long before this is lifted and I’m embraced by exactly all of this.
The amber nectar of sunrise
deep fade from red via orange, even green, then clear blue skies
The gentle unassuming morning, never not by your side
I invite the sun to drown me
and give dagger eyes to the clouds
I’m a baby asking for water
snuggle me up under your blouse
grey paste in the air hangs silent
Like the dull haze of a hangover
sugar should make the cut
through everything I miss
a lightning bolt
I’m allowed to create
yet discipline is the only thing
that still bleeds from this place
the precise cube of stone buildings
built on top of the marsh
sinking slowly back into the ground
as I float here on the fifth floor
up to 30 storeys above
all these compressed hearts
repressed emotions, silent arguments
please refrain from unnecessary speech
in fact, please don’t speak
The howl of adulthood is too much
she said part of you is not living
I slide into you
push you to the ground
it won’t be long before I’m wasted and complete
let me be bound by you in your freedom
did I express or spoil?
did I fall or release?
His words gently float from me as she pulls him away
I stand tall and strong await my queue
the audience patient
my worries are meaningless here,
in the moment of performance everything makes sense
you are absolutely, complete in a void
like being in outer space
there’s no God
no past, no future
just now and the next millisecond
total serenity
You are a FREE DIVER
So FREE DIVE
credits
from Ten Steps,
released September 8, 2023
Written and Produced by Max ZT (ASCAP) & Dan Whitehouse (PRS / MCPS)
Lyrics by Dan Whitehouse
Mixed by Max ZT
Mastered by Mark Freegard
Dan Whitehouse - Vocals, Guitars, recorded in Yokohama, Japan
Max ZT - Hammered Dulcimer, Percussion, Synthesizers, recorded in New York, USA
Art & Design – Martin Hyde Photos - Peter James Millson
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