Universal

UNIVERSAL

Words & Music: Caroline Lavelle

There’s beauty in the dance of the cloud that is me and the cloud that is you in the rhythm of stars and the shining wet grass in the morning and we’re all born of a wish, an unlikely form of coincidences each one a bridge between stars. So small, universal each grain of sand a person I could fall in love with so small universal and every time I look up know I’ll be coming home Endless re-arrangement a tearing apart the gift of a spark; the clash in the cloud that spawned your heart out of turmoil a bright flash in the sky: a quadrantid as I thought of you the same stuff you and I. So small universal each grain of sand a person I could fall in love with so small universal and every time I look up, know I’ll be coming home.


The music was also written with Clare Kenny; the guitar you hear was recorded as we were demoing the song – I am hand-holding the mic in front of her guitar as she thought she was doing a guide part, but I liked it so much better than the ‘real’ part that I kept it. I came out of my house thinking of the person whose words had inspired me to write this, and a bright quadrantid (from the meteor shower in January) streaked horizontally across a very dark sky. A lovely moment.

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