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The Creature And The Boy

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Words and music by Sky Bishop
Produced and performed by Sky Bishop
© 2019

Lyrics

Creature:
Have you heard of the rainbow that no one could see?

Boy:
No one, why?

Creature:
Love's vision, the whole spectrum. But their backs were towards it, their faces towards the lie.
She recalled the first time her heart was broken, she couldn't face the lie.

Boy:
Who was she?

Creature:
I don't know, but she felt deeply. The whole spectrum. The swells of euphoria, to the tickling excitement. To the languid duties which shackled her ankles. She thought better to have loved and lost.
But 'no!' the world said. For the word it had been twisted. The physical realm pulled her this way and that. Her essence plummeted down, beyond her face, out of view from her eyes. Until she was molded to another's vision of taxes and life insurance. She shrank down, down, down. Her voice never to be heard again.
Together they danced along in time.

Boy:
But surely if they danced they were happy.
If I had to live in a world that could not be turned into the real thing then, then, I don't know what I'd do.

Creature:
Then one day it began to rain. A storm broke.
Volcanoes erupted congealed blood. Dinosaurs hatched the second coming of Christ. Would he be stoned to death once more?
The mammoths and the ravens sirened warning cries across the land. And knights wielded mighty swords. The creatures from the other world herald a change. But even their greatest efforts could not balance the weight of the force. And the other world was banished to another reality the physical realm called hell.

Boy:
Did she die?

Creature:
Yes, she died. All the creatures cried, and their tears rose up to create the clouds.

Boy:
I saw a face in a cloud once, and as the wind changed it appeared to smile.

Creature:
Ha! The simplest of pleasures are the most profound

Boy:
It was a spring morning, I was jumping puddles. Splashing that tea coloured water, such joy. My raincoat creaking and shiny. Camilla leaf, wet with dew, reflected in it a rainbow. Do you suppose each rainfall brings with it a rainbow? And if it's dark out, can it still be there?

Creature:
Of course, but seldom seen.

Boy:
What about the moon, do they go there too?

Creature:
If conditions permit, they will show most anywhere. But perhaps, more significantly, they know when not to show. For in the beginning they would beam over every lane at sun up. For the giants, and the faeries. The tomten knew of their presence during the nocturne. As did all the creatures unknown to folklore.
Now, when it rains, it's their tears which fall. Intangible emotion the Earth absorbs deep into the bowels of the other world, their tears. And the cycle continues today.
Can you hear the creatures call?

Boy:
Can you?

Creature:
Oh, little one, of course.

Boy:
I can't hear anything, anything at all.

Creature:
Oh, you must try.