From my debut album, "The Sounds of Our Voices"

https://jeremyamon.bandcamp.com

Nicoletta Commins - Vocals
Cindy Wang - Viola
Jeremy Amon - Vocals, Cello, Guitar, Piano

Very special thanks to Sabrina Amon, Avi Amon, John Colosimo, Clint Montague, Sam Friedman, Derek Lasher, Cindy Wang, and Nicoletta Commins for making this project possible with their musicality, feedback, and friendship.

Recorded and mixed by JA in Berkeley, CA. Thanks to the Ling-Black family for use of studio space and to John Colosimo for supplemental recording equipment.

Lyrics:

"Won't you step back?" she asked,
"back from the edge of infinity,
back from a cruel winter's irony,
back from the ledge of a rifted sea?

"We'll be alright," she said,
"we've seen the light in the corridor,
we've seen our lives in some holy war,
we've seen the might of a wretched storm.

"Calling all child's hearts:
your suns have set in stone.
But our souls are still sacred here -
we're not alone on this spinning sphere.

"And we're not any older,
just a little bit sorry, that's all."

A Brief Note from the Edge of Infinity

From my debut album, "The Sounds of Our Voices"

https://jeremyamon.bandcamp.com

Cindy Wang - Viola
Jeremy Amon - Vocals, Piano, Cello, Guitar

Very special thanks to Sabrina Amon, Avi Amon, John Colosimo, Clint Montague, Sam Friedman, Derek Lasher, Cindy Wang, and Nicoletta Commins for making this project possible with their musicality, feedback, and friendship.

Recorded and mixed by JA in Berkeley, CA. Thanks to the Ling-Black family for use of studio space and to John Colosimo for supplemental recording equipment.

Mastered by Michael Romanowski at Coast Mastering in Berkeley, CA

Lyrics:

Long ago, or so it seems, 
I met the siren of my dreams; 
she sang just down the shore from New York City. 

And though we both were running scared 
to California and Oxford squares, 
the lives that we had lived were once so pretty. 

So we said we would tough it out 
despite the white-capped waves of doubt 
that tossed so many sailors years before. 

And now the question on my mind 
that surely she will ask in kind 
is to chose between the siren and the sea. 

We know we stuttered when we should have spoke, 
we left when we should have held close, 
and now we know full well 
that to stumble in heaven is to find yourself in hell.

Jeremy Amon

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