Chapter Two Leaving Greece
The Day the Sun Came Out
It had been so many seasons
in which the sun shone not at all
and the crops were always stunted
by the ever-growing pall.
The clouds and mist grew darker
as we fell down through the years
with the misery so weighing
that even children shed no tears.
But then we saw a rider
with his brilliant silver shield
that he threw up to the sky
where it lit up all the fields.
He sat there all alone
as he surveyed what he'd done
and all throughout the land
the people saw the sun.
No-one could go near him
when he chose his deadly fate
as a man without a shield
could not long survive the hate.
The ones who fed the darkness
and fed the people's fears
would ever seek to find him
and soon they would appear.
He brought peace where they brought anger
He brought love when they brought hate
He brought light where they brought darkness
and they would serve their wicked fate.
To endless reach they'd hound him
His death their only goal
and they'd bleed him when they found him
to restore their dark control.
The people in the sunlight
praised the rider on this day
Perhaps they will keep singing
and give him a place to stay
The rider's life is forfeit
if the dark lords have their way
but the people have their song to sing
and they will take the day.
Dedicated to Edward Snowden
I take great inspiration in Edward Snowden's courage. Regardless of whether you support him, he remains one man who stood up at the risk of his life for what he believes. I admire him tremendously.
It's my music I hope will bring some light somewhere. There's a privilege as a musician that doesn't come often when after playing you can look back on it and think, well, that wasn't too bad. That's all you get but it's all it needs to be. If I can bring some light or at least a mouse and a chicken then I'll be pleased I have accomplished something.