The Cup Of Reeling (Tiny Desk Contest 2019)

Tiny Desk Contest 2019 Here is an acoustic performance of my song ’The Cup Of Reeling’, recorded for the Tiny Desk Concert. Lyrics: I burn at the gate to the promised land, The key melted down to the bone. The flesh of the fruit has been torn from the core. I see where the sun never shone. The taste in the cup of reeling Shutters the glances of strangers I bury my heart and it’s bleeding And I harden my thoughts to the dangers – to the dangers The earth at the gate to the promised land: Scorched and exposed to the wind. The rocks and the stones bleeding dust from the cracks Where the sun burning blinds its way in. Call to the gods but the gods are asleep Call to the leaders the same Call from the depths of the darkest dreams Silence there is no one to blame Violence there is nothing but shame The moment arrives at the promised land Where the gate opens up to the weak. Starving in torment and limping in pain - All