What I dream I had
Pressed in organdy
Clothed in crinoline of smoky Burgundy
Softer than the rain
I wandered empty streets
past the shop displays down
I heard cathedral bells
Tripping down the alley ways
As I walked on
And when you ran to me
Your cheeks flushed with the night
We walked on frosted fields
of juniper and lamplight
I held your hand
And when I awoke and felt you warm and near
I kissed your honey hair with my grateful tears
Oh I love you girl
Oh I love you

for emily wherever i may find her (simon and garfunkel)

Artist Statement — “Everest Phase”

Every song I make now is a step up the mountain.
It’s just me, my voice, and one instrument — the way it’s always been.
No loops, no layers, no pretending. Just breath and string.

I used to make music for whoever would listen, but now I make it for whoever hears.
There’s a difference. Hearing means showing up.
Hearing means letting silence work its way between the notes.

Some people call it lonely. I call it altitude.
The air gets thinner, the view gets clearer, the heart beats slower — but truer.

If you’re here, you’re part of that climb.
Not a fan, not an audience — a witness.
Each track is the sound of a person becoming honest with himself,
and finding out who stays to listen when the noise drops away.

for emily wherever i may find her (simon and garfunkel)

Thomas Connelly