From the recording Shuttered Memories
A woman sits alone in a dimly lit room, overwhelmed by sorrow and memories. She is surrounded by objects that symbolize her past, with her thoughts heavy and her dreams fading away. The scene captures a poignant moment of solitude and introspection, reflecting a deep longing for freedom from her burdens. Based on a photograph of my mother taken by my father in the 1960s.
Lyrics
Beneath the heavy light she found a place
In a world carved by shadows
Her hands cradle her weary face
As thoughts drift like smoke, slow and full of sorrow
A cup waits, untouched, on the table
As if waiting for a story, unstable
But the silence speaks loud and bold
Holding memories too heavy to unfold
The room is dim, the air thick with time
A scatter of objects, each with a rhyme
Yet her gaze, remote and far away
Speaks of dreams that are fragile and in decay
Secrets in the glow of a distant daze
Secrets in the glow of a distant daze
Secrets in the glow of a distant daze
Ashes in a bowl, remnants of days gone by
While the light above spills problems unshared
She stands alone, beneath the silent sky
Wrapped in the embrace of a moment unpaired
She carries a weight, invisible yet strong
The burden of thoughts that linger too long
But in the dim glow, there’s a quiet grace
A softness that age cannot erase
This photograph, a captured sigh
A moment held still, as weeks rush by
And in her eyes, a silent plea
For a minute to pause, oh please, just set me free
Secrets in the glow of a distant daze
Secrets in the glow of a distant daze
Secrets in the glow of a distant daze