PUBLISHED: Sep 13, 2015
DESCRIPTION:
Greta Aagre / Erik Honoré joined by André Kassen and Bjørn Charles Dreyer, recorded live at Punkt 2015.
Lyrics included in Closed Captions and below:
Tuesday Gods
Under the bridge you halt, like many times before
As the setting sun starts painting longer shadows
When you take his hand to show him how to throw
You can feel the stone connecting you forever
Then it begins, the modest ritual of men
Where the father tells the boy that all is magic
The solid walls reflecting every word
The water trapped in circular perfection
As you watch him there is something in his eyes
That you suddenly remember from your childhood
The discovery of forces you once knew
And that you rediscover now through your affection
You’re not aware that it is slowly getting dark
That the water on your hands is growing colder
You are Tuesday gods, the bridge a humble shrine
Every tiny stone you throw becomes a prayer
The solid walls reflecting every word
The water trapped in circular perfection
(Erik Honoré)