Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Conversation, artist - David Crowder Band. Album song Double Take - David Crowder*Band, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Record label: sixstepsrecords, Sparrow
Song language: English
A Conversation |
uh… this is he. |
this is David Crowder calling for the interview that was scheduled today? |
oh. |
Yeah. |
Great. |
Um sorry… I didn’t expect you so soon. |
Let me… give me a second to get things set up here. |
no problem. |
yeah. |
Made a few changes around here |
and my typical setup is kinda, you know, technology’s a killer right? |
uh… well…we'll have to wait and see I guess. |
well. |
Alright. |
Well. |
Umm. |
Well. |
Hey, let’s get started. |
Uh… sorry my notes are… you know a little scattered here… |
uh… you'll have to forgive me. |
mmhmm. |
uhmm… I gotta admit I… I really don’t know much about… |
you know… you… You… or the band… |
but I’ve got some friends that are big fans and um… |
right. |
but… uh…anyway…um…alright. |
Well. |
Ok. |
So here we go. |
Um… so your new CD is titled a collision, or… um…3 + 4 = 7 that’s. |
that’s interesting. |
You know the… the… |
mmhmm. |
…whole double title thing. |
yeah. |
uhmm lets see… uh…and the atom on the cover that’s pretty |
uh huh. |
cool. |
I was… I mean… I was never all that great in science and. |
And math wasn’t really my… my specialty… which is… which is I guess, |
you know, why I’m a writer now. |
But uh… |
mmhmm. |
…anyway um… |
ok. |
ok. |
So uh… it…I don’t know… is that… it's like with the cover… |
is that a metaphor or… uh…I mean is it metaphorical for something or like, |
or is it… |
well… |
…just pretty or… |
…nah. |
Well I mean. |
Yeah. |
The… uh…atom, it’s not really… I mean it’s a symbol. |
You see that and you think atom. |
It shows electrons moving in elliptical paths around a nucleus and all… |
we know… |
mmhmm. |
…that's…that's not how an atom works. |
Or… or looks even, for that matter… |
ok. |
…and so… and so that’s why it was appropriate for the cover, you know… |
right. |
Uhmm. |
Ok. |
Yeah. |
I’m not really sure I see the connection. |
But… |
…well…and what we mean to say is that the elements of worship are |
inadequate, |
much like the atom depiction. |
But this is what we have you know? |
It helps us carry the idea. |
mmhmm. |
Mmhmm. |
Uhmm. |
Ok. |
Uh. |
Tell… ok…what's the deal with these little songs between the real… |
you know, the real songs? |
Like are they significant? |
Uhmm… is there like a theme of the album? |
Or are they creating space? |
Like what’s…going on there? |
uhmm. |
I don’t… |
ok. |
Uhmm. |
So you know I hear there’s this really spectacular ending to… |
to the record is that true? |
we’ll have to wait and see on that. |
swell. |
it does swell. |
wait… uh it… wait…hold on… it does well? |
no. |
It swells. |
oh. |
Right. |
It swells. |
Uhmm. |
Ok. |
Well. |
And so the end starts with this… this piece called «the lark ascending.» |
Uhmm now what is… what is the lark? |
Is that… is that also a metaphor for something? |
uhmm. |
I gue… I mean I guess. |
I just… I don’t think… |
I don’t think you should read too much into any of this you know |
It’s…I mean the lark ascending was written… |
it was a piece written by Vaughn Williams who died in 1958, |
and uh, the work opens with this calm set of sustained chords and then (coughs) |
sorry. |
Excuse me. |
And uhmm. |
Anyway and so then the violin enters as the lark and it… |
it starts with this series of ascending and repeated intervals and this… |
these nimble then elongated arpeggios. |
Uhmm. |
And he actually found inspiration in a work by the English poet George Meredith |
who died in 1909 and the composer included a portion of Meredith’s poem on the |
flyleaf… |
wait uh… |
…of the published work |
…hold on wait… |
…uhmm… |
…why do you keep mentioning… |
…and it… |
…the year they died? |
…well it went… and it went like this it says uh… |
«He rises and begins to round, |
He drops the silver chain of sound, |
Of many links without a break, |
In chirrup, whistle, slur and shake. |
For singing till his heaven fills, |
'Tis love of earth that he instills, |
And ever winging up and up, |
Our valley is his golden cup |
And he the wine which overflows |
To lift us with him as he goes. |
Till lost on his aerial rings |
In light, and then the fancy sings." |
huh. |
Wow. |
That’s nice. |
But I mean… but who is the lark? |
I don’t know. |
sorry. |
I think i’ve got the wrong page. |
Uhmm. |
The script you gave me says something different. |
It says, «you are.» |
yeah but I don’t… |
I don’t feel like the lark much of the time and uhmm there are other larks for |
me you know? |
wait a second. |
Ok. |
So correct me if I’m wrong but uhmm… |
yeah. |
…in the script I have you’re… |
right. |
…making a point that art does this… |
right. |
…you know the whole, it rises on wing from earth to fill the heavens… |
yes. |
…pulling the rest of us with it. |
That as the lark rises so do we." |
right. |
I’m unsure. |
but. |
Uh. |
Hold on. |
I mean… it…it says so right here. |
yeah. |
Uhmm. |
But the ground pulls at my feet. |
hold… hold on just a second. |
Uh but I mean what about the number 7? |
did you ever notice that the sky is all the way to the ground? |
wait. |
Hold on. |
What? |
we’re walking around in it. |
We’re in the sky. |
There is sky and there is ground and we’re somewhere in between. |
That is where we live. |
And sometimes some of us take wing and when they do, |
when their feet leave the ground, even for a second, |
they pull the rest of us with them. |
And when we rise, and when we rise, |
and when we notice that the sky has been around us all along. |
We have been walking into it. |
It has been this constant collision. |
Divinity and depravity. |
And we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise |
and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise |
and we rise and we rise and we rise and we rise… |