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One Morning

from Gift by Ana Silvera

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One of the strangest parts of this whole COVID situation for me has been the lack of motion in my life, when I am so used to catapulting between places. As I wrote this song a few months back, I was dreaming about stepping out, to go somewhere beyond borders, on a journey with an unknown destination and all the wonder and mystery that that brings.

But with time comes the knowledge that wherever I go, 'I' go too. And yes, freedom is something real and tangible, the sound of axles, the rocking of a train carriage, the change in air pressure as the plane ascends, the buckaroo of a small ferry crossing rough waters.

But it's also an inner state - even as the doors are thrown wide open, the self who still grieves, mourns, complains, strives, suffers will always follow and the walls will close in, no matter the new horizons that glitter.

Can I welcome that self in, invite her to sit at the table, no matter where I am? In a busy crowd, after a long and extraordinary journey or at home, in lockdown, in silence, in solitude?

I'll keep trying.

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One morning, one morning
With the sky slung dark and low
I left without warning
In the amber city’s glow

There were winter camellias
By the station master's shack
There were yesterday's papers
Playing chase upon the track

And my shadow rose to greet me
As the clock hands briefly clasped
My face making doubles
Like ghosts trapped in the glass

I return to find myself
To find myself again
I threw the doors wide open
But the walls kept closing in

And once I was a hunter
And I kept you in my sight
I hid and I followed
In the hollow of the night

And then I was a diamond
And I dazzled in your sun
The spring caused a fever
Made a thirst upon our tongues

And last I was an ocean
And I circled every shore
I scattered my sorrows
And I broke against your walls

I'll arrive to find myself
To find myself again
I threw the doors wide open
But the walls kept closing in

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from Gift, released December 26, 2020
Vocals, harmonium, electric & acoustic guitar, found sounds - Ana Silvera
Recorded by Ana Silvera, mixed by Gerry Diver.

Album photo by Matt Hensby
Track photo by Alice Williamson

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Ana Silvera London, UK

'Stunning...magical storytelling' -The Guardian

Ana Silvera is a London-born singer- songwriter and composer whose folk and bluegrass-tinged tunes are lyrical, intimate and emotive, works of ‘lavish, vivid imagination’ (Metro). ... more

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