A fan song for the silt verses!

Lyrics:

All water returns to the rivers
And all the rivers are as one 

And the current that flows 
To the ocean knows 

It's just waiting for the storm 
That's yet to come 

All water's like blood in a vein
Going, then returning to the heart

One father in the water,
We call you sisters and brothers 

If creatures of the current's 
What you are

When the river inherits the sea
When the ocean returns from the sky

Risen in the water we'll be
Shifted and changed by the tide

All water returns to the rivers
All the rivers are as one 

As you have gone
Return to his arms 

And see what you 
Were mean to become

All waters just fragments of the whole
The Trawlerman of silt and shell and bonee

The river embodies the seas 
And calls them back home from the skies 

Ebb and flow
The current only goes
Until it's recalled by the tide

Return To The River

Crows Fly Band, Hillsborough, NC - Dawn Leith vocals; Kevin Smith, guitar and vocals; Anne Shrago, bass

A Solstice Song

I searched high and low, trying to find 
A little comfort and peace of mind 
Of all the places I’ve been, I have to say 
This is the one where I’d most like to stay 

Tracing over all my memory 
I can’t recall any place I’d rather be 
So many places, so many names 
So many dreams that went up in flames 

I’ve thought it over and I can’t deny 
Your arms feel like a nice, quiet place to die 
You feel like a nice, quiet place to die 
I’ll wait right here and let it all pass by

Search all you want but you’ll never see
A place that’s always trouble free 
This is as good as it ever gets to be 
This right here, you and me 

I’ve thought it over and I won’t lie
Your arms feel like a nice, quiet place to die 
You feel like a nice, quiet place to die 
I’ll wait right here and watch it all pass by

A nice, quiet place to die 
A nice, quiet place to die 
A nice, quiet place to die 
Let it all pass on by 

©2022 Kevin Trent Boswell

A Nice, Quiet Place To Die

Sound clip for Golden Bamboo Key of Dm Native American Style Flute by Tree Of Life Designs https://www.treeoflifedesigns.com/

Golden Bamboo Key of Dm Native American Style Flute

the boy who wanted to be a bear

in fact/gregory and the hawk

something/the beatles

How to observe the goldfish who swim in magma of the Sun, without triggering Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle; in six, easy lessons. Available on 8 track and in View-Master slide form, in Swahili, German and Portuguese. Also available on a little, round piece of plastic called a CD and labeled “Flagship - Trent Boswell” and may also be summoned by the ancient ceremonies of the iTunes and Spotify tribes of Northern Cyberspace.

Perception - Flagship by Trent Boswell

Trent Boswell (aka Magus, of Magus & The Plastic Infinity). Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing which blinked, ever so briefly, in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unknown. Some say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary facts suggest that it may have been destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth is unclear. Luckily, no one cares. 

On YouTube: https://youtube.com/c/MagusBoswell72

See https://KevinTrentBoswell.com and 

https://Patreon.com/Magus72 

for more musical and poetic forms of madness.

Perception - Flagship by Trent Boswell

Trent Boswell

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