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SIGNS MUSINGS by abby

signs musings...by abby

Abby is a writer and friend to Grieve the Astronaut.  This section of our website is dedicated to her musings about our journey.  She will share her thoughts on each song as well as aspects of this journey that has led us to YOU...enjoy her own personal connection and take on the meaning of our songs and lyrics through her eyes...

MUSINGS #9 - BELIEVE

Inward we shutter from the pain of our losses,
Never stopping to count what our callous has cost us.
This cage feels like freedom; a shelter from pain.
All we see are these same walls again and again.

What’s familiar can mask when our spirit is calling;
Keep us longing for more and then waste into nothing.

What is the power of a word left unspoken?
Or air without lungs to suspire and be opened?
Song absent soul cannot invoke a feeling.
Hearts that aren’t broken can’t experience healing.

Each chapter begins as a letter on a page,
But stories untold neither inspire nor rouse fate.

Let lessons guide and not keep, for the lie we’ve been living
Is that freedom can come from a life unforgiving.
Knowing well what’s been done can yield hope or disaster,
Breathe and know what’s behind need not break what comes after.

Every moment we wait we suppress more the ending.
Trust again, now your heart, feel the rhythm transcending. 

Burn us to the ground. We will rise from the ashes.
Refined by the flame, reignite now our passion.
It is time these chains loosed, for we are captive of none.
Claim the strength in these bones, and embrace our freedom.

MUSINGS #8 - FATHER

Where to begin?
All beginnings must meet their end.  
I’m falling in. 
Too late to stop this momentum. 

Fleeing the ghosts of history.
Silhouettes cloaked in black.
Can’t shake the words that raised me 
from life to death and back. 

Why speak at all? 
Things unspoken can’t be undone. 
I’m chasing this. 
Who honest claims they never run?

A chance to fight the finish.
This dance may be your last.
No future can convey that shaped only by the past. 

What’s hope but fraud?
Faith in willingness to be won.
I’m looking up.
Praying for breath that’s never drawn.

I came here seeking answers,
But what I sought was gone. 
No meaning found in victories, 
but in the moving on. 

What does it mean?
Nature, nurture, or divine force. 
I’m bowing out.  
Seeking an end to this discourse.  

The loudest form of quiet, 
that e’er resounds in me
is in the sound of nothing 
​where something used to be.

MUSINGS #7 - NO SURPRISE

The road it stretches, endless 
Eyes to horizon, left right left 

The faces of the many 
Still blinded gaze is cast, bereft 


So keen and clever-minded
I too, alone, count myself deft 

Affixed on greener pastures
Move steadfast on, grieve not what’s left


The voices they cry out
The love they’ll share, devout
Their hearts will they pour out 
To lands parched e’er in drought 


The sky it rises upward 
Nose to the grindstone, tit for tat 

Words fall from lips affirming
This fractured vessel crumbling fast 

Old bones a wake comprising 
Who knows their names, or cares at that 

Enthralled they line up, willing
They know they’re here, but not to last 


The lessons they prefer
The habits they can’t cure
Their airs it will obscure
In molds built to endure


If only ears could take in  
The utterings of pain and bliss

If only eyes envisioned 
A soul beneath this frail surface  


If only time was for us 
​And every day was meant for this 

If only change came willing 
To we who thwart true happiness  
​

The brave might lead the blind 
The strong might hear their cries
Their truth might reconcile  
We all might heal in time 


LYRICS:

 
No one ever listens…No one ever takes the time
No one ever listens…Comes as no surprise…
No one ever sees you…No ever takes the time.No one ever sees you…Comes as no surprise…
 
And I see you walkin’…And I see the tears you’ve cried.
And when you think all is lost?     The answer comes across…
  
No one ever changes…No one ever takes the time.
No one ever changes…Comes as no surprise…
No ones ever sorry…No one ever takes the time.
No ones ever sorry…Comes as no surprise…
 
And I see you walkin’…And I see the tears you’ve cried.
And when you think all is lost?     The answer comes across…
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MUSICNGS #6 - "Madness" Music Video Thoughts


Echoed images blurred
Ever seen but not heard 
Return now to something 
Escape from the nothing 
Inhaling, exhaling

It is time to let go
Of the person you were 
Halting silenced whispers 
Let your hair fly unfurled 

Crash and burn to the ground
Can’t escape from the pound 
Of the demons inside 
Swelling up like the tide 
Once and all exorcised

A cathartic release
A human ecdysis 
Our profound ecstasy 
Embraced vulnerably 

Retch the bile that churns 
Squelch the envy that burns
Curse the fear to conform 
Rout the temper that storms  

Releasing a new form 
A fantastic caprice 
Now with bold emphasis 
Radiate and increase 
This metamorphosis 

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MUSINGS #5 - "darkness"


Pervasive
 night fills these dreams,
Floods these eyes,
Unsaid and unseen.

No day escapes this lurking shadow.
No phrase can change its somber tune.
Though bright the morning sun she rises,
Night follows far too soon.

Record playing on repeat.
In my mind,
Begin the downbeat.

Beyond the depths there wait tomorrows.
Behind deception bides the truth. 
Among the stars we hang our wishes,
The crossroads they’ll illume.

Thorny pathways find my feet,
Heartbeat rise,
Excite my defeat

Abandoned and alone I wander
Can’t face to be irresolute.
The bitter boils up inside me
To squelch the hopeful few.

Trusting, fall into myself.
Hold this time.
Can’t say all I’ve felt.

Can longing raise a soul lain fallow?
A life that suddenly rings true.
Are dusks not meant to paint horizons,
And souls to sing the blues?

“Enough” can finish or begin
To my core
Let all of it in

Long shadows fill the paths behind me
The light ahead prepares their doom
I rise to meet my own reflection
And face the world, full bloom 

LYRICS:
In the shadows where we hide, our tortured souls fueled by the lies.
We’re so afraid to be seen, could this life just be a dream?
 
 “Mm, mm” 
 
In the emptiness we fall, did God forget to call?
Surrounded by signs of what’s to come, can this pain be undone?
 
“Mm, mm” 
 
Darkness never goes away,
It shows us what we’re willing to believe.
Lessons learned, the strength that we have gained,
It’s time we let the world see who we are.

MUSINGS #4 - "run" 

First things first. 

Vocab lesson of the day: Vertiginous comes from the word vertigo. So if you’re familiar with that concept, you’ll understand the connotation and why I think it’s the best way to describe what I’m trying to say even if it’s confusing or unclear to those unfamiliar with the word. That in and of itself is a bit of irony, considering the word basically means disorienting.  fun fun fun 

Ok on to the reason you’re here: 

When approaching the musing for Run, I felt torn between opposing parts of my psyche. Rather than trying to neatly reconcile them, I decided to take a double-edged approach and fully immerse in the light side as well as the dark. The result are these two musings, each driven by strong and opposing forces, but also each containing fragments of the other.

This dichotomy is meant to represent the perspective with which we choose to view our lives and the notion that however you choose to see things, that’s how it’s going to be for you. Only in acknowledging and accepting both sides can we learn to leverage each for their strengths and find peace in the balance. 

I’ve thus identified these musings as The Yin and The Yang: a perfect balance of light and dark forces that are interdependent and symbiotic, and a portion of each can be found nested in the other. 

The Yin Sparked thoughts invoke fear, forming beads of sweat
Spurred on by these scars that we’ll not soon forget
This vertiginous vortex whips us along
Unwilling and restless, we’re compelled to go on


Heed peace in panic states
Lord knows the hour’s late 
We choose to hide, don’t trust our fate
It’s flee or fight—it cannot wait 


Spinning, swerving, bridges burning 
Scenes shift and change but we’re still hurting
A carousel of doors revolving 
Eyes shut and open, each blink absolving


Take off and leave it all behind
We’ll ne’er escape our judging minds
Change what you will, can’t be denied 
Embrace darkness within the light 


The Yang
Sparked thoughts ignite purpose buried inside
Silenced whispers from bloodlines who have come behind 
Breathe it in, let it out, recognize what is left  
Rouse burning embers quelled in the depths 


Round and round reels the eternal impetus 
Impelling souls, shaping paths laid before us 
A choice, providential, divining our fate 
Revealing who’ll rise and who’ll be left prostrate 


Imminent future designed in the past
Arise from the ashes, alive at long last
The truth set before you kept from bleary eyes
Shed the scales of our blindness, the labyrinth aligns


Trust fate knows the outcome wherever it leads
Trust within us is all that we ever will need 
Strength transforming weakness; a brand new beginning 
Escape, or deny, or embrace our true meaning 


-A

musings #3 - "madness" 

Truth imprisoned in things left unsaid
And fear to keep it mute
Expectations not based in reality
Biased beings claiming impartiality

Cloaked insecurities laying low our happiness
Indifference masking dire emptiness
Unable to unite love with prejudice
Unable to see that in the mirror is the madness

Speak vitality into existence
Change the story with a phrase
Find words that breathe life into others
Free yourself; never settle for the same

Witness the world with eyes unclouded
See your true self as you are without it
Rouse the virtuous cycle, now the hesitance gone
Let your heart love unencumbered into the dawn

LYRICS:
                         In the madness, we crawl around, seeking what we can’t find, while all the world is blind.
                       
                        And the words we choose will change us, they’ll open up our eyes.
                        Anticipate the anger…throw away the lies.
 
                        Will you open up to me, yeah?
                        In the end, we both will see.
                        It seems so simple, but love will set us free…
                        Will you open up to me?

MUSING #2 - "SIGNS" 

Deja vu dreams glimpse what’s to come
Veiling reality from perception
Obscuring past and future selves
What’s once hidden, again found in another
Worthiness forfeit to the gravity of expectation

Fail, or follow

Trust is built on words of wisdom
Drink it in or drown it out
Connect to the sonorous vibrations
Or feign ignorance while praying for more
The evidence is prevalent to those whose hearts are open

Belittle, or believe

Fan the flame that ruins or refines you
The choice is yours to build or burn it to the ground
To find meaning in the minutiae
A manifestation of subconscious cues
Confirmation that the path before you is the one you’re meant to be on

Falter, or forward

LYRICS:
                  Spent a lifetime, becoming who you are.
                        Spent a lifetime, wondering who you are.
                        Couldn’t imagine, what this life would be…
                        Spent a lifetime, living up to me.
   
                        The voices in my head seem so real.
                        Keep telling me how to feel…keep telling me how to feel.
 
                        Signs in front of me. 
                        Are they meant for me?
                        Will you choose to see? Take a chance on me…
                        Signs in front of me…

MUSING #1 - "hope" (Muse behind the show)

Hope is to ignite a spark within, remind us of things forgotten; 
of lessons yet to be learned; 
of love lost and found in places unforeseen; 
of the wonder within each of us; 
of who we were, are, and will become; 
of the universal rhythm of life that beats within all of us 
and of possibilities that reside in an endless tomorrow.

who is abby?

Abby is a dear friend who has the gift of words and is a poet in her own right.  As the SIGNS journey began, she was right there at every step of the story, songs, music and overall development of the show.  It sparked her gift of writing and we as a band have been touched by her words and musings on what this show means to her.   We felt that it would be important to have another artists' perspective on our message.

Please welcome Abby to the Grieve the Astronaut family!  
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