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Half Light, Epoch, and Phase

Been in a bit of a funk, a late mid life drama if you will.  Music seems to always be there, like some soothing medicine. I was listening to  Daniel Amos one of my favorite bands of all time on my drive home last night. The album I had blaring out of pickles while traveling down the I5 past downtown, through all the industrial towns that lead back to the security of my home in Orange County was Darn Floor, Big Bite.  When I’m confused, frustrated at my inability to live the perfect life, or simply to explain ANYTHInG at all Half Light, Epoch, and Phase serves as wake call reminder that I am little more than the same teen-age boy that keeps trying to make himself a better more loving and kind man over and over again till I’m now a 51 year old teen age boy doing the same thing. So with much love to Terry and the rest of DA for making music that speaks to my experience and helps me cope with doubt and indecision here are the lyrics
 
These are the images I arrange
To fill in my report on you
Holiness, mystery, disturbing and strange
Obscuring the point of my view
 
Everyone seems to know just what you are
But I never seem to break through
Forgive me please if I can’t see that far
Life’s dulling the point of my view
 
Chorus:
Half light, coming through the dark glass darkly
Half light, where faith and doubt remain
Half light, tattoo scars where shadows mark me
Half light, I don’t expect you to explain
 
This is the passage I undertake
Over the epoch and phase
The terror and sweetness of history and fate
The last word on the very last page
 
Everyone seems to think they’ve got it made
That you’re on a rack by the door
It’s true, I don’t know much except I am saved
From falling through cracks in the floor
 
(Chorus)
 
Tomorrow I’m planning to write the great book
In which I will capture our time
Set forth the fury, the sound and the look
If I could just make up my mind
 
Everyone seems to think you’re on their side
But I don’t think you’re that small
How could they see it when reason has died
We haven’t a clue to it all
 
(Chorus)
 
Words and Music by Terry Taylor, Tim Chandler, and Greg Flesch
©1987 Broken Songs (ASCAP)