From the recording Learning to Sing (2020)
Veda Hingert-McDonald, violin.
Mastering by Greg Calbi
Lyrics
Slow, slow, slow
I'm still turning
Through seasons come and past
Still yearning
Pages full of what I knew
Years of work left to undo
Slow, slow, slow, slow
Caught in what I've been learning
Sky had all the answers too,
To you
So teach me all the constellations
The music on the winds vibrations
The smallest sights I overlook
Soaked with stories we once took
Clear my mind of false pretenses
Help me breathe and still my senses
I cannot learn it from a book
How to hold what we forsook