Week 317 // Apex

by Mount Everest

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This week's song is another winter pondering. The cold snap is finally really here, and the lunacy in the world at large makes me want to either hibernate or blow away on the breeze. This song covers both of those options in a short, repetitive offering that builds instead of exploring wider chord changes.

I wanted to make something hymn-like and meditative, but also spontaneous. As I've said recently, these days this project is functioning as a salve. It makes me feel better to sit down and come up with something as quickly as I can exhale, because I often feel like I'm holding my breath between new songs. When I'm writing these, it often feels as if I am praying.

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Oh winter covers o'er
That which we build
That which we die for
All but the apex
Reaching up

Oh come the wind
We'll blow away
And from the air
We'll look down upon
What we're flying from
What a waste

Oh winter covers o'er
That which we build
That which we die for
All but the apex
Reaching up

Oh come the wind
We'll blow away
And from the air
We'll look down upon
What we're flying from
What a waste

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released December 12, 2016

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