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LYRICS for The Long Countdown
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music, News, poetry with tags cds, delphi, indie rock, long countdown, lyrics, new music on September 18, 2009 by skyscraped“This record is gonna fuck people up.”
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music, song with tags centerfold, delphi, light in the belly of the wheel, music, new album, political music, songs, THE LONG COUNTDOWN, Tune in on July 23, 2009 by skyscraped“The Long Countdown” will be out EARLY OCTOBER 2009!
Guess what?!?! The first tracks from my new album, “The Long Countdown” are now up and mastered! Check out “Tune In” and “Centerfold” at my Myspace Page and let me know whatcha think!
Both were recorded, mixed, and mastered by my good friend Josh Reeves of the Global Reality Show. Not only is he a rockin’ talk show host, addressing issues ranging from ancient civilizations, ufos, exo-politics and the methodology of control in our modern society, but he’s a great friend and fellow musician who just happens to love the music enough to inspire badass recording sessions, and then kicks me out of the studio to work incessantly until they’re mixed to perfection. MUCH love and thanks to the entire Reeves family, Jamie, Josh, and Jake, for the many times I have crashed their house with my guitar, wine, and weird conversations. 
I am VERY excited about this! Let me know whatchya’ll think about the new songs!
Love,
Delphi
Ophelia’s Wine
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music, song with tags delphi, lyrics, ophelia's wine, song on July 14, 2009 by skyscrapedIf love is a foreign legion you have to level
with your hegemonic democratic war machine
I guess it never occurred to you that you might need a back up
a lover to invoke your heartbroken dreams
I’ll sing about the tetrahedral signs you draw
to keep your possessions at bay
but my heart is the Holy Ghost you forgot
when you signed your life away
Dr. Faustus hear me out
Dr. Frankenstein, put your books down
Dr. Jekyll, get out
I’m drinkin’ Ophelia’s wine
If fire is an elemental thing you control
with your nuclear demons inside
wiping out the populations of your soul
while you buy yourself a bit more time
Then my magick is a storm cloud over the sea
raining frogs down in Tokyo
everything’s connected like the web to the tree
you can’t destroy what was created, you know
Dr. Faustus hear me out
Dr. Frankenstein, put your books down
Dr. Jekyll, get out
I’m drinkin’ Ophelia’s wine
Oh, my love
Get on your pale horse
Ride away from here
Oh, my love,
Get on your chariot
Swing low
cause they will eat your fear
Fault Lines
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music, poetry, song with tags delphi, delphi music, fault lines, jimi hendrix, light in the belly of the wheel, lyrics, new song, song on June 19, 2009 by skyscrapednew song, out soon.
Copyright 2009 Cheryl Anderson
Oh, Jimi, why?
Why are there lights
moving my pen
whenever I write
This is the time
Watch the fault lines
They’ll act like our kind
but they’re dead inside
Oh, you know, you know, you know it
Oh, you know, you know
I count 69 spirals inside
216 million points of light
The rose is on fire
in the tower tonight
I’ll give all my love
to carry it right
Carry it, I’ll carry it, sweet chariot
sweet chariot, take me, take me home
Your Mother’s on fire if your darkness is your light
Gonna take a little ride into paradise
got a merman sittin’ shotgun 1983
we got directions from a message given to me
Pay attention, little girl, hold out your hand
said the Devil to the Angel of the Promised Land
Well I’ll never stop lookin’ for the glass in the sand
And I’ll never give my heart to a dying man
You know the fault lines trigger the chorus to descend
You know the fault lines trigger the chorus to descend
You know the fault lines trigger the chorus to descend
The fault lines trigger the chorus to descend
And the words become real if we sing ‘em
You can channel anything, why don’t you then?
All the real ones did, what happened to them?
Call up the sky
ask for a light
‘Scuse me while I
take this ride
back to the beach
where the stars first met me
where the sky is clean
See ya round, Jimi
Contact.
Posted in Annunaki, lyrics, music, song, Spirituality, syncronicity, ufo with tags carl sagan, contact, jimi hendrix and ufos, jodi foster, music, music and ufos, rock and ufos, rock music, ufo on June 19, 2009 by skyscraped“But like the solar system is going through a change soon and it’s going to affect the Earth in about 30 years, you know, I am talking about the Earth itself.”
-Jimi Hendrix (San Diego Free Press, June 1969)
The connection between Music and the mysteries of the Universe has always been an intrinsic one. This video lead me to hunt down some articles on artists who have had UFO encounters. Probably the weirdest would be the Jimi Hendrix story related below.
From Alien Rock by Sean Casteel:
Knight told Beckley a remarkable story about Hendrix, an event that happened a few years before Hendrix became the legendary and much beloved guitar hero.
“It was during the wintertime,” Beckley said, “and they were playing a small gig in upstate New York, near Woodstock. This was before the Woodstock Festival, so it has nothing to do with that, except as a point of location. It was not very far from Pinebush, where there’s been a lot of UFO activity in the last few decades.
“Anyway, as I understand it from Curtis,” Beckley continued, “there was a very snowy blizzard and the boys in the band were trying to get back to Manhattan. They got snowed in. It was so cold outside that they couldn’t even open a window. The windows had frozen. They had the engine still running, and the carbon monoxide filled the car. A couple of the other guys passed out in the backseat, but Jimi was still able to breathe apparently, and he claimed that a cone-shaped object landed on the road not far from their vehicle. A door opened on the side of the craft and a being came out. He described it as kind of like a cross between a feathered creature, maybe like Mothman, and an angel.
“This thing drew its wings out and walked around the vehicle, and where it walked, the snow melted. So they were able to get out of the blizzard and get back to New York. Jimi always told Curtis that if it wasn’t for this being coming from the ship, he was sure that they would have all died in that car that night.”
1983 (A Merman I Should Turn To Be)
Hooray, I awake from yesterday
Alive, but the war is here to stay
So my love, Catherina and me,
decide to take our last walk
through the noise to the sea
Not to die but to reborn,
away from lands so battered and torn
Forever, forever
Oh say, can you see
it’s really such a mess
Every inch of Earth is a fighting nest
Giant pencil and lipstick
tube shaped things,
Continue to rain
and cause screaming pain
And the arctic stains from silver blue
to bloody red
as our feet find the sand, and the sea
is straight ahead, straight up ahead
Well it’s too bad THAT our friends,
can’t be with us today
Well it’s too bad
The machine, THAT we built, would never save us, that’s what they say
(That’s why they ain’t coming with us today)
And they also said “it’s impossible for a man to live and breathe under water, forever,”
was their main complaint. And they also threw this in my face, they said:
“Anyway, you know good and well it would be beyond the will of God, and the grace of the King”
(grace of the King … Yeah, yeah)
So my darling and I make love in the sand, to salute the last moment ever on dry land
Our machine, it has done its work, played its part well.
Without a scratch on our bodies and we bid it farewell
Starfish and giant foams greet us with a smile
Before our heads go under we take a last look at the killing noise
Of the out of style, the out of style, out of style (oooh)…
“Right this way,” smiles a mermaid — I can hear Atlantis full of cheer.
Witch’s Apprentice
Posted in delphi, music, poetry, song with tags delphi, esoteric, lyrics, new song, poetry, songs, witch's apprentice on June 7, 2009 by skyscrapedI dreamed I was a witch’s apprentice
but she didn’t know my true name
I learned all her spells too quickly for a novice
And it sent her into such a rage
So I ran to you but you were with another
piece of pretty meat on your bed
I cried out but you wouldn’t listen
cause the hair between your fingers it was red, red, red
yeah the hair between your fingers, it was red
I ran to a bar that should’ve been condemned
by the Dream Police ten years ago
A bird headed lady sat next to a Jackal
and they whispered in tones so low:
“Go to the fire, girl, and raise your fist in the air
It’s not too late to know you are alive
Don’t trust the water, and don’t drink the wine
The prettiest things are made of lies, lies, lies
yeah the prettiest things are made of lies.”
So I hopped a train heading out East of Eden
West into the Land of Nod
An old vagabond with the skull of a Thunderbird
emerged from the shadowed boxcar
He looked like hell but said to call him Shakespeare
he knew every line of every play
He spoke in sonnets to the Dark Lady
Who taught him how to hop the dream train
He said:
“Go to the fire, girl, and raise your fist in the air
It’s not too late to know you are alive
Don’t trust the water, and don’t drink the wine
The prettiest things are made of lies, lies, lies
yeah the prettiest things are made of lies.”
I landed in a field of corn people
who’d just woken up from Creation
They couldn’t see but they could still remember
A time when they were not separate
Then the field opened up and the dream came down
We saw a city inside a fiery lake
And the angels of the earth and the fire spirits
All screamed in fits of jealousy
AND I RAN to the fire
And raised my fist in the air
Cause it’s not too late, I know that I’m alive
I won’t drink your water
Or trust your wine
and the pretty things you tell me
they are lies, lies, lies
All the prettiest things are made of lies.
Light in the Belly of the Wheel
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music, song with tags delphi, light in the belly of the wheel, lyrics, new album, song on June 6, 2009 by skyscrapedComing mid-summer 2009, title track from upcoming album.
Copyright 2009 Cheryl Anderson
Caught in a tidal wave, a hurricane a’ blowin
Knock me down with one look, and stab me where I’m hurtin’
Pick me up on a nor’easter pirate wind, and the clock is moving faster
and Time Wave’s kicking in
The mathematics of the situation slowly collapsin’
and I am closer to the core of it, but science won’t admit
that we are free, free, free radicals in the atoms of the stars
We will eat up all the earth and move to the pyramids on Mars
where Cydonia is cryin just like New York City did
Just before the Big One baby, now come on and take a hit
Through your third eye projected, am I wrong or am I right?
Is this vision of the future just born out of my mad mind?
Or are we Light, Light, Light in the Belly of the Wheel
Why do you keep your heart inside? The Truth is what you feel
Caught in a dreamscape that I cannot wake from
I see the pattern moving faster and I hear those distant drums
I hear Sitting Bull asking just “Who can own the earth?”
As the Ghost Dance brings up refugees buried in the dirt
And the chorus of the oceans sings a tragic opera
But still the ancient whales forgive, say “Someday you will learn,
That you are Light, Light, Light in the Belly of the Wheel
Why do you keep your heart inside? The Truth is what you feel.”
So I’ll sing, sing, sing until the strings begin to break
and the fire in my lungs turns into an ashen grave
When the bombs go off I’ll be a ghost holding a guitar
and my words will sink into the ground but the story’s in the stars
So come on, lonely ones, and find out who you are
It’s a process of unburying the voice inside your heart.
You are Light, Light, Light, in the Belly of the Wheel
Why do you keep your hurt inside? The Truth is what you feel
We are Light, Light, Light, in the Belly of the Wheel
Why do you keep your heart inside? The Truth is what you feel
We are Light, Light, Light, in the Belly of the Wheel
Come on and SING YOUR HEART tonight, the Truth is what you feel
Fall Down and Breathe
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music, poetry, song, Spirituality, Traveling with tags delphi, fall down, fall down and breathe, lyrics, music, poetry, song, sufism on May 28, 2009 by skyscrapedYou say, “Go and talk to the sky
It never questions you in the slightest,
but down hear all you’ll find
are the people you’ve disappointed.”
So I went up to the roof
where there wasn’t a moon
or any other light to guide me
Just a black expanse so starving,
and it told me:
Fall down and breathe
Fall down and see what you are meant to see
Fall down the ground is a ceiling you have never touched before
Fall down and breathe
It takes a lot of nerve to stop lying to yourself
while the lies people the world and the truth stays locked on a shelf
In some dusty hall underground, I’d rather rot in hell
than miss another piece of knowledge or
forget those distant bells
And every time I am away I find a peace inside, I know it’s just a ride
This tiny life I call mine
I know my part is just a cog in the Great Wheel of Time
I know that somewhere there is someone
who gets these lines
Fall down and breathe
Fall down and see what you are meant to see
Fall down, the ground is a ceiling you never touched before
Fall down and breathe
So I climbed into bed, alone again with the moment
No god but God around me, the mystery of nothing
And the notes just out of reach played a cosmic sonnet
I’ve heard this song since I was born, but I have never sung it
Fall down and breathe
Fall down and see what you are meant to see
fall down, the ground is a ceiling you never touched before
Fall down and breathe
Fall down and breathe
Beautiful Paradoxes
Posted in delphi, lyrics, music with tags beautiful paradoxes, delphi, lyrics, music, songs on May 21, 2009 by skyscrapedInspired by aforementioned post…
Beautiful paradoxes
are all that I see
I live in wooden boxes
Don’t see no trees
And music is the way I pray
I don’t get on my knees
My hand is solid space creating harmony
My fingers are vibrations breaking on the strings
But my anger has a name a face
and a view of the sea
My pride resides in my Versailles
That I have named Humility
And I have walked among the graves the grain of the wheat field
the ley lines patterned like a crop circle meaning revealed
Not by logic but by the time I find another key
I’ll be reborn again into the fractal skin
of memory
If I had known myself ten years ago
I would have still asked to see
The fallen angel, the perfect love,
the snake upon the tree
Where there are roads
there’s fewer stones
but the stones
make us believe
That we can rise again, and die again
and still have more to see
Updates, Homecomings, and a Manifesto.
Posted in Comics, delphi, lyrics, music, News with tags delphi, Essay, homecoming, islam, manifesto, music, ranting, saudi arabia, sufism on May 15, 2009 by skyscrapedAn Update! The censorship and poor Internet connection of this country has bound me to silence for the past few months. Check out some of the new songs. I’m returning in July, and will be working on the new album for the rest of the summer. It should be out by mid-Fall of 2009, maybe after Ramadan, maybe after Samhain, or maybe after the “We Give Thanks for the Land We Stole, Yay America!” Day in November. Either way, it is coming.
I’ve finished the outline and story for the graphic novel I’m working on with Matthew Warlick, my partner in crime and life and love. Check out our blog, Stolen Skies.net, which once I’m out of the censored zone will be updated MUCH more regularly, especially regarding new finds with the Rock Wall.
And, finally, a note: this year has been pretty much the biggest head-fucking, mind-blowing, and paradigm-awakening trip I’ve ever had. I’ve found radical, kindred souls 7,000 miles away in one of America’s most fascist allies, Saudi Arabia, the last of the true monarchies; despite it’s abuse and perversion of the teachings in this country, I’ve learned about and integrated Islam into my amalgamation of spiritual guides, especially Sufism; and most importantly, I’ve completely and hopelessly given my soul over to Love, in all its varied forms, pains, and ecstasies. So with that, I give you this manifesto. Hopefully it will ring as heartfelt, as it was when I wrote it. Namaste, and Salam alekum.
Manifesto
I desire to see through all things. I pray with the will of the Universe that I may see beyond death, beyond life, beyond good, beyond evil, and that I may understand my Shadow to know that I have nothing left to fear. The reason I write so many “dark” things into my music and my world is because I’m constantly testing them, learning about them, and in doing so, not invoking them as much as I am inspecting them. When I do this I begin to see that it’s all just energy; it’s all a thin veil that is not meant to be chain mail, it’s not meant to be titanium. It’s supposed to be gossamer. There is very little that is all light, that is all darkness.
And in my heart I truly desire to know the depths and heights of Love; this is the mystical teaching of all ages. That Love is death, Love is life, Love is being ripped apart at the seams and then put back together again because it’s the only thing that can be done. When you are truly vulnerable, truly in submission to both Love and the Will of the Universe, the Divine Will that runs through all things, you will be cast deep unto the rocks and ripped apart as a raft would be dashed by a hurricane. You are not the hurricane. You can never be the hurricane. You can be a sail, and catch the wind. You can be a dolphin, and ride the waves. But you cannot be the Force behind all things.
You must work from this place, the heart. That which leads you off course is that which says that Fears are real, that that which you fear is physically manifest and can actually do harm to you. Yes, it can do actual harm to you; you can go crazy, you can channel energies beyond your control and you can bring into existence something much more terrifying than your mother’s Ouija board can. But it is not you. You are not it. You are not the Darkness, and it cannot actually take you physically or mentally.
This is not what I believe, but what has been revealed to me through silence. Through asking. Through coincidence, metaphor, and manifestation. I have come to this place through the work of others who have sought the same path; and though sometimes I have found their work wanting, I know that this is only because they are not on the exact same path I am on. I am on a path unique to all else in existence, as everything in existence is unique unto itself. But we are bonded eternally by the force that unites us beneath our concept of our path, our individuality; we are united by that thing we call God, the Universe, and ultimately, Love. In Love I go and in Love I create, and in Love I shall leave my trace on this world, even as in Love I give my mortal body to the wind.
