Quiet Hours

by Electra Day

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1.
Big Sky 06:38
Big Sky ​ Blue is the color that draws me nigh It’s been that way since I was just a little child Laying on my back in the soft green grass Looking up at the open sky White clouds drift above my head The changing play of form As clouds take shape and take shape again Out of the blue, they are reborn Big sky big sky big sky It’s been that way since I was just a little child Laying on my back in the soft green grass Looking up at the open sky With eyes big and wide, I’d watch transfixed As birds on the wing flew by I’d watch them until they became so small They would dissolve in the open sky Big sky big sky big sky It’s been that way since I was just a little child Laying on my back in the soft green grass Looking up at the open sky Home, that’s never been a place for me A person, a house or any form It’s the infinite blue into which I am absorbed And out of which I am reborn Big sky big sky big sky It’s been that way since I was just a little child Laying on my back in the soft green grass Looking up at the open sky
2.
Falcon's Gaze ​ Breaking dawn, Waking time has come And the falcon’s gaze is one As she sees herself in the sun sun And it feels like life is just begun Falling through the self And the flowers of that wealth In the mirror on the shelf Reflecting the real time And it feels like life is just begun Roads we had to chose Were far too far from smooth But your smile still shines through From the real time And it feels like life is just begun Wind blowing hair Where we drove to you could not care For you were already there In the real time And it feels like life is just begun Voices soft and loud Where to now? Wind on the prow Is gonna show us anyhow And it feels like life is just begun
3.
Not Against It Or For ​ Just at the time in the evening sky when the light begins to fade I go outside my door to watch the passing of the day Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more I reach out my hand to touch the leaf of a plant The soft wind caresses my skin, and that’s when it all begins Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more The music of the evening starts it soft and low parade Fresh wind blowing stronger brings the sense of coming rain Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more It’s to the passing of the day, my respect I pay The passing of all things, the enchantment that this passing brings Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more The soft pink blue of the color absorbs me like no other The wind against my skin, no boundary without or within Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more Well the rolling buckling land stretches out beyond the hand That sweeps up in full circle the mundane and the miracle Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more High on a hill, high in the sky Bird of love spreads her wings and starts a sweeping dive Not against it or for, merge just a little bit more
4.
From Boulder to Oblivia​ ​ I have been down the length of that old railroad track From Boulder to Oblivia And I know in my heart I must never never go back Nothing from nothing can return There’s been times in my life when I looked up to the great big sky For answers to all my questions, but when I look into a sky Where there’s no one such thing as I Nothing from nothing can return Surely someone, somewhere, somehow, so long ago Said something, did something, put me out here on this road But who they are and what they’ve done, it don’t much matter anymore Nothing from nothing can return There’s been times in my life …. I’ve seen how that lands spreads out almost in any direction From Boulder to Oblivia And I followed that black bird flying till she was swallowed right up by the sky Nothing from nothing can return There’s been times in my life… For such a long long time there were so many things that could not be said And they swirled around like a locked up army in my head But like phantoms of the night these things dissolve in the clear clear light Nothing from nothing can return There’s been times in my life when I looked up to the great big sky For answers to all my questions, but when I look into a sky Where there’s no one such thing as I Nothing from nothing can return
5.
Ferry Song 10:25
Ferry Song ​ In my troubled youth headed on that great journey Said goodbye to my kinfolk walked on Followed my footsteps down to the harbor When the ferry came in I got on I was headed, headed out into the wind I was headed, headed out into the wind From one side to the other, oh the boat went on From one side to the other taking me where I belong There was no one there to meet me, only mist and fog And the only sound to great me, came from waves, gulls and dogs When the sun came out and the fog did lift, she was standing there On the other side of a footbridge, her smile was sweet, she was fair Pulled like a magnet, drawn to her side Like the pull of a moth to a candle flame, I lost myself to her light I was headed, headed out into the wind I was headed, headed out into the wind From one side to the other, drawn to her face From one side to the other, she was gone without a trace So I rambled round that bustling town till war overseas broke out I signed up as a foot soldier, spent the whole tour on the front The bullets they were flying and I caught one in the side The casualties were many and it seemed that I too would die Like a cloud she appeared out of nowhere and put my hand in hers And listened to the whole story till the heart swelled and burst I was headed, headed out into the wind I was headed, right back out there again From one side to the other, oh the boat went on From one side to the other taking me where I belong I recovered slowly and sifted through my life There were many convolutions and I tried to put them right One day a letter came to me and it said my father was ill I cried to think of his frailty, the heart was open still I went down to the ferry, when she docked I jumped aboard The gulls they were screechin as we left for the other shore I was headed, headed out into the wind I was headed, headed right out there again From one side to the other, oh the boat went on From one side to the other taking me where I belong
6.
Endlessly Rocking ​ Born in the fourth week when the twins ruled the skies Born with the sense of an infinite eye I was born to some people afraid of most things I found my truth in the birds flappin wings I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along A child went out on her own Back home with the parents watching news on TV Martin Luther King had a dream And it seemed like each word was the first truth I’d ever heard And I looked with fresh eyes round that living room scene I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along A child went out on her own 1971 in the state of Maryland I first heard Bobby Dylan In a prefabricated house in a prefabricated town The thrust of his words, brought those walls down I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along A child went out on her own So I headed out west to those California sands To find out just who I am It was halfway across at the Great Divide Lost track of myself on the other side I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along A child went out on her own In the string of towns where I tried to lay me down Nothing seemed to work out just right It required a vision I didn’t have then When my journey turned inward my journey began I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along A child went out on her own “I am a woman of heart and mind,” she said And I said yeah, but it’s taken a long long time To learn to trust the woman that I am And realize the power of the feminine I went out of the cradle endlessly rocking, endlessly rocking and rolling along A child went out on her own
7.
Romance Of The Stars ​ Archer, I was sleeping, when you came to my western window Pulling stars up from the other side That black line of mountains, that’s the hat from which they are drawn As you float eastward, towards the darkened door of dawn Touch me as I touch you, inhale me as I’m inhaling you The things you mean to me archer, I have always been true And archer, can you tell me, where does your arrow point to tonight? I see nothing there, and besides I feel left behind and bare It’s across night’s black oceaned magic with you I would ride Touch me as I touch you, inhale me as I’m inhaling you The things you mean to me archer, I have always been true I knew you when I was younger, you sent your messengers down to me I knew them by the stars in their eyes and around their heads and shoulders Where have they all gone? …well not them exactly… But the light that in there eyes that had shown Touch me as I touch you, inhale me as I’m inhaling you Falling backwards into dark dreams oceaned residue Only to awaken before the day breaks Before the lifting of the night from the skies To see you out my eastern window as you start to fade so slow Till you have vanished into Dawn’s yellow open morning robes And a star falls down to the desert floor And out of the desert someone is approaching my door And archer yeah yeah yeah He pleases me
8.
October Nights​ There could have been a new baby, there could have been a new mother A thing there was no temperament for She gave it to the wind she did, she gave it to the raven’s nest She gave it up to the moon and stars We rock n rolled in that cabin there underneath the tall tall pines When the winds broke, they seemed to stir the sky We watched them from the window there as the tall trees swept the air We rock n rolled without a care into October nights Praise, praise, praise be to life First you’re here and then you’re gone Never seems to last so long Praise be to the infinite aspect of ourselves Seagulls squawked and seagulls soared as our small ship left the shore Destined for unknown lands We watched them from the railing there as their wingtips brushed the air The painted arabesque hung there till it vanished from our sight Praise, praise, praise be to life First you’re here and then you’re gone Never seems to last so long Praise be to the infinite aspect of ourselves 360 degrees around surrounded by only sea sound Water in a small glass jar And the hand which in that jar was held supported us very well As we dove and rose with every swell into uncharted night Praise, praise, praise be to life First you’re here and then you’re gone Never seems to last so long Praise be to the infinite aspect of ourselves Winds came up, waves got rough as she decided to really show her stuff Forced us down into the hold Swapping stories of the beast with holes like traps that just increased Till we were left to view the feat in wild naked wonder Praise, praise, praise be to life First you’re here and then you’re gone Never seems to last so long Praise be to the infinite aspect of ourselves Winds they blew with such a force, drove our tiny ship up north As winter’s garments settled all around Ensconced in ice from bow to stern, we got that there was more to learn And in the cold we’d really burn till summer came again Praise, praise, praise be to life First you’re here and then you’re gone Never seems to last so long Praise be to the infinite aspect of ourselves T ‘was in the morning of the day we watched the ice floes break away From the confines of the heart We saw ourselves as we were then, we’d seen the cycle to its end We parted but went on as friends to a place called home
9.
Old Blind Couple There’s a couple walking free, canes tap out what they can’t see City street cacophony, it’s the twilight of their lives Forever love forever love…..repeat Vintage clothing that they where—the vest, the shawl, the yellowed hair Only in their love aware, no need for speaking Forever love, forever love, that’s the way I’m feeling right here today Forever love, forever love, in the most natural way She leaned to him and he to her, currents of the same pleasure And in my tracks I am delivered into their world Forever love, forever love, that’s the way I’m feeling right here today Forever love, forever love, in the most natural way Went to hear the saxophone man, listening just as I am The music had me to understand a greater love, greater love Forever love, forever love, that’s the way I’m feeling right here today Forever love, forever love, in the most natural way Watching leaves fall through the day so gracefully in their silent ways Till by their grace I am swept away into infinity Forever love, forever love, that’s the way I’m feeling right here today Forever love, forever love, in the most natural way Watched them walking down the Strasse, cross the crossing to the plaza Till in the colored specks of light they disappeared out of sight Forever love, forever love, that’s the way I’m feeling right here today Forever love, forever love, in the most natural way

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Steady rolling guitar layered with deep and densely imagetic lyrics, drawing from the mystique of the places they were inspired by, work together to create an experience of engaged relaxation.

Lyrics describe a spiritual journeying that is both personal and impersonal. The Quiet Hours project, a collection of songs, of which the first offering, Quiet Hours, has just been released, and the second will be recorded hopefully next year, represents the impressions, searchings and synthesis of a life through songs written during travels over an 11-year span from Berlin Germany to The Mojave Desert to British Columbia to Northern New Mexico to Iowa in the Midwest of the US.

Influences in both music and literature:
Musicians: Leonard Cohen, Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Kate Wolf, Nick Drake, Laura Nyro, Tracey Nelson, Phoebe Snow, Patti Smith, Ricki Lee Jones, John Coltrane

Writers/Poets:Jack Kerouac, Walt Whitman, Mary Oliver, Gary Snyder, Galway Kinnell, Rainer Marie Rilke, Federico García Lorca, Antonio Machado, Pablo Neruda, William Faulkner, AR Ammons, Richard Brautigan, James Agee, Juan Goytisolo, Gabriel García Márquez, William B Yeats, Gerard Manley Hopkins

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released August 4, 2016

All songs written, played and sung by Electra Day

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Electra Day Fairfield, Iowa

After college I traveled around the USA and lived in various places. In 1994, I started traveling around Europe and stayed in Germany where I lived in Berlin for 12 years. During my last four years there, poems and stories started to emerge, later I bought a guitar and started to play a bit. By the last two years in Berlin I had started writing songs. ... more

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