Disparate Spheres

by Ben Rosenbush & The Brighton

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1.
World to Come What is your name, little one growing in the dark? We wait for your fire on the other side dawning of the spark Do you feel the breath against your face when the wind speaks? Did you hear the word that spun your light, a thread the angel weeps? Hid in a whisper of doves the world that is sure to come Ready or not it’s all ready begun There is a heartache and a waiting a cold light, leaving There is a heartbeat and a waiting again Someday you will know, no one is without heavy load Everybody here, is working the earth breaking water from the stone Hid in a whisper so brave the flame that is set in your face Cry of a hope that can never be tamed There is a heartache and a waiting a cold light, leaving There is a heartbeat and a waiting again There is a heartache and a waiting a first light, breathing There is a heartbeat and a waiting again There is a heartache and a waiting There is a heartbeat and a waiting There is a heartache and a waiting There is a heartbeat and a waiting again There is a heartache and a waiting There is a heartbeat and a waiting again There is a heartache and a waiting a cold light, leaving There is a heartbeat and a waiting again There is a heartache and a waiting a first light, breathing There is a heartbeat and a waiting
2.
Ghost 04:36
Ghost Speak your word into my ear that once started a world, the wind my lungs, all words I fold black clouds in my book of you and sing out the storm to prove you weep into dirt Cocoon me in your temple now—tell me is it of stone, or bone, invisible particle? With no water left within our frames I and my horse fall down await miracle. Tell me will I see your Ghost who comes to repair me? Tell me do I see your Ghost who comes to wake this host from sleep? Let me understand my end—show me how brief is the flame that holds against the wind Someday the sun will lose its light and then from out of the dark, and far another will rise, begin Tell me will I see your Ghost who comes to repair me? Tell me do I see your Ghost who comes to wake this host from sleep? I wanna find you (I wanna find you) If you will be found Ghost, let me be found in you (let me be found in you) Shed this skin that I have given your name show me beyond all forms of space and time I feel your face ablaze in me the light of your Ghost, our disparate spheres combine
3.
I Am I Am 04:42
I Am I Am I am the unborn light of tomorrow I am the tree older than the rain I am the cave nobody can enter I am the one breathing in your blood I am naked, wild in the forest I am scales, deep and unnettable I am made by my own making I will be what I will be Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know who I am? I’ll tell you now who I am—I Am I am the shatter to the glass man I am the rust on iron chains I am the colors of contention I am the freedom the scepter fears Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know who I am? I’ll tell tell you who I am—I Am Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know who I am? I’ll tell you now who I am—I Am I am the rage that’s turning the tables I am your daughters martyred and margined I am the threat, truth spoken to power I am your son’s bones hidden away I am the shaking under the empire I am the light no shadow can kill I am rising out of the wreckage I, I am your reckoner Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know who I am? I’ll tell you now who I am—I Am Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you know who I am? I’ll tell you now who I am—I Am Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you? Won’t you know who I am? Won’t you? I’ll tell you who I Am that I Am Don’t you know who I am? Don’t you? Won’t you know who I am? Won’t you? I’ll tell you who I Am that I Am Follow me into the future As I form brand new before you Chase the light into this light I Am
4.
The Shape that Stands Stars burn in billons I’m small and lonely Oh, from their light and dust my own has breathed I reach to find you if you can be found Release my fading breath when last lights take their leave Stars burn upon me their blankets heavy Oh, from this light and dust my own was made I am now in you and I’m now of you so near the fading breath of last lights unafraid I burn as stars burn I bury shadow I am the light and dust the shape that stands Billions of memories fill time extending Oh, sing my fading breath and last lights of the man
5.
Eric Garner et al. Get off of me it’s getting hard hard to breathe Go put your clubs and spray away Go take your dogs and let them play leave me Get off of me it’s getting hard hard to breathe Hands high don’t slow what flies Make no mistake you got no right to take mine away See the staff over the sea water-walls high as they could be Oh, the land right across looks so new But can the dead walk through when the seas split in two? Get off of me I can’t breathe
6.
Echo-Echo 05:06
Echo-Echo Overhead the clouds of dust blow in no rain left in atomic skies What still grows lives underground in caves that keep the remnant of our kind Vicissitudes of what we knew—anemic-days of reality in waste A spark ignites, the moment comes a voice beneath the embers will arise The prophet speaks and all feel clouds collide, the flash of lightning start to strike. The spin is heard—all mirrors turn, reflect their hopes—a course and current flows Lifted hands for the coming peace Shake the limbs to eat all we can from the tree Though the same, same blood and dust we keep safe, erasing the other from us Echo, echo, echoes still in repeat Echoes of blood and dust Echoes still in repeat Trouble given names and faces—what went wrong is blamed on certain types Prophet trumpets fury into form—the cry is take an eye for eye. Upon their arms they seal the mark, to surface burned, where all will breathe their last Lifted hands for the coming peace Shake the limbs to eat all we can from the tree Though the same, same blood and dust we keep safe, erasing the other from us Echo, echo, echoes still in repeat Echoes of blood and dust Echoes still in repeat Have mercy for the things that we have done to harm each other and ourselves For every war fought in your name that profits from the other’s blood For her, our wasted earth, she floods and burns in our relentless greed We search the sky, we hope to find a better place we can survive Forgive us now, oh somehow raise us from the ruin we’ve become We have forsaken you, forgive us now, forgive us now
7.
Exiles 02:18
Exiles Kiss me before I go I’ll grab all that I can tow You know, I wanna stay with you, dear Gotta find a new life Gonna take you to the other side somehow. We’ll get to the other side somehow Keep all your loved ones safe Be sure they get through the gate I know you are scared there’s no time to be scared No, there’s no time to be scared
8.
Miner of the Mountain There goes the miner of the mountain from day’s first light straight into tunnels dark long abandoned by a rule of reason his mind is fixed on, on the buried star, that buried glow of beauty’s bright golden soul Tunnel in the dark so deep keep on swinging ‘til the final sleep a grave of glory Tunnel through the dark descent keep on swinging ‘til the heart is spent It’s a fever of faith that proves the soul awake He may never unearth his equal the vein of gold, brother of his blaze Straining from all pasts unto all futures spans the arc of what is always the want and will to bare what’s been hidden under hills Tunnel in the dark so deep keep on swinging ‘til the final sleep a grave of glory Tunnel through the dark descent keep on swinging ‘til the heart is spent. It’s a fever of faith that proves the soul awake
9.
Turning of the Page Peter found his book of answers suffered from the lie of being right if only lit with his own light Tomorrow is the blue ice breaking floating far from what we knew of shore soon to knock with the sea at the door Do you feel that drop of rain? the first to be falling into place? Fated in the turning of the page Laura brought her to the chapel to break apart the seal that shut them out All the old doubts are fading now God is like a net of nighthawks sweeping from the skies to kill despair every hateful snake caught in her snare Do you feel that drop of rain? the first to be falling into place? Do you hear tomorrow’s train? Do you hear what’s comes our way, coming right for us? Do you feel that drop of rain? the first to be falling into place? Fated in the turning of the page Fated in the turning of the page
10.
Kyle 04:52
Kyle Kyle wait the limb might break feel the kiss of your life and stay The forest sleeps in silent freeze after blast shook your bones and took its leave Where in the ruin of all that you knew inside lies the ground from which you rise again? Oh rise again and again Your letter read with no more said Tears run to the mouth as daily bread The unbent beam of all ends redeemed What miracles rend from this dream? Here in the ruin of all that we knew inside let lie the ground from which we rise again We rise again and again
11.
On the Last Day On the last day of my life, oh, Lord when this cup has spilled my years the wasteful wine of joy and tears and lies on the last day of my life as I surrender to the bloom of every death born in the womb of life will I tremble before a brilliant light? On the last day of my life, oh, Lord will I be afraid, will I be afraid to meet face to face what comes my way? On the last day of my life, oh, Lord when I’ve left the ones I loved to carry on above our flooding tides oh, on the last day of my life be a kiss upon their heads be violins sung into breathless rooms teach their feet how to dance ‘cross your ballroom On the last day of my life, oh, Lord oh, please keep them safe oh, please keep them safe oh, Lord keep them in your mighty grace A wing of hope will beat inside this cage of bones to know the wind to know where we will go when time will take us through these walls so thin A wing of hope will beat inside this cage of bones to know the wind to know where we will go when time will take us through these walls so thin on out of this house of skin, to meet what will begin On the last day of my life when this work is done with me and my shoes are fit on feet like mine oh, on the last day of my life Be the cloud that comes to call to raise me too along with all who’ve been poured oh, bring together each bead in one accord On the last day of my life, oh, Lord on the last day of my life, oh, Lord lay me down like rain, lay me down like rain, so new fields of grain will stand to wave On the last day of my life, oh, Lord will I be afraid, to meet face to face what comes my way? I can not find the words I will not find the words

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released January 11, 2019

Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Matt Patrick at The Library Recording Studio in Minneapolis, MN
Co-produced by Ben Rosenbush
Artwork by Jacqui Rosenbush
Album design by Sarah Lee

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