Songs of the Zhongzi: the Videos
SONGS FROM BOOK 3: ISLAND OF FIRE
And he gave us each a reason,
He gave us each a name,
And then he gently set us free to enter in the game
Take a look around you,
There’s nothing here to fear,
The moons arise, fill the sky with dreams,
And we’ll be here still in the morning.
I hear them: I hear the battle cries
From peak to peak across the skies
But I refuse, I refuse to be
When you choose to live between shadow and fire
Then you’re living a life on the border,
With smouldering heart and soul on fire
SONGS FROM BOOK 2: ISLAND OF RAINBOWS
But we can raise this broken land,
Restore it to its former stand
Seed with hope, and change its plight,
Restore the dreams restore the light
The turning point, no turning back,
No way to mend the broken track
We have to find a way somehow,
The turning point is here and now.
And if there is no devil, no black but only white
Then how do you determine what is black and what is white?
How deep the shades of grey may be, how dark the light of day may be
Before you know it’s night, before you know it’s night?
All this he gave so silently, and then he set his small son free,
Then in the silence of the sea he settled for eternity.
You can’t change a thing while you spin and you spin … around
In the spiral
You’re caught in a ring, in a ring, and you can’t find ground
In the spiral
SONGS FROM BOOK 1: THE WINDWEAVER
He was born from half-formed elements,
His dreams were fire and gold
But he’s older now, and wiser
And his visions have turned cold.
You again! Your spell as smooth as honeyed silk,
It touches, then is gone.
What does that make you?
A flitterby, a flitterby.
His limbs of many colours float against the silver haze,
His songs they tell of wonders great, of ancient hidden ways ...
It was born in a cavern of red velvet
Gentle mosses and wild white lichens around your seat ...
It doesn’t matter where I choose to stray,
I know I’ll never loose my way
When Path and Destiny are both alike unknown to me.
Here I glide, Creature of all talents,
But no way to avoid the void within,
the dark that trolls my soul.
Let me be a spirit there, laughing, dancing,
Causing generations to chime together,
Mellowed fifth runner, first runner and youth,
Warmed and drawn closer in a sparkling second of truth.
The moons so green, the shadows so deep
The skies so unquiet, the mountains so steep
Who can save me? Save me from myself?