52 Week Song Cycle #27
Maya Dances Trees (c) 2010 Mattroi Berger
I was actually trying to write a Mountain Goats song this week- a story of a close group or familiar place told knowingly, like you were expected to have the inside scoop already. I think I got there with the lyrics, though the music took a sharp left somewhere along the way.
Maya is a girl I know and love, and this all actually happened. There’s something really titillating about writing of actual people I know, events that occurred, telling secrets in a way that no one can decipher - I don’t know if I’ve done much of that before. I’ve thought up stories, or important points I wanted to make, I’ve bemoaned in general or written fanciful love slop. I really like the idea of finding the important moments in my life and telling them like they were the most amazing fables - especially since it reminds me to keep looking to live fables.
I really dig this twee arrangement - it’s halfway between Ghosty and what I was looking to put together later this summer. Maybe it’s a new thing, or everything’s combining. I’d love to be on stage doing this.
Music and Lyrics by Mattroi
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Maya sleeps just 20 feet above me Yeah they said: We set our heads out to the fired horizon They shone, we go: Oh Oh Oh-Whoa-Oh…
But I think she’s got a higher sense
She can hear the wild woods’ wide walking
The tremble of an eon’s step
We were asleep at speed
At the seething beat’s request
And Maya called us to the patio’s edge
And in the chorus of her limbs, we read
Oh Oh Oh-Whoa-Oh…
The orbit showing us it was there
We sent our hands up to the sky’s dividers
Fought the dryness in the error of air
And in the stinging heat
The beat’s repeated tow
We made the water cover every inch
Sung every leaf and herb and stone
Oh Oh Oh-Whoa-Oh…
