Aging from Makings by Jesse Olsen Bay
Based on unpublished writings by my grandmother, author/activist Tillie Olsen.
Tracklist
| 15. | Aging | 2:33 |
Lyrics
Now there is November in my body
and I’ve begun my journey into stone
The earthquakes and the fissures, the crevices and cracks
Covered in the siftings of the years
Look upon my face, the lines, the pits, the scars
The harrowings, the damages of days
Read my flesh and bone, my skin as if a map
The weathers, and the rivulets of veins
Aging, aging, slowly takes place
Find my grey and windy home
I am the twisted Cypress, the tree at timberline
Dust in my lungs, sea water in my veins
Burning coals in my heart
I am split open, the airs blow through
I wait for change to come again
I’ll shed my clothes
I’ll shed my hair and skin
I’ll shed my weariness and woes
What remains?
From the root, I am a human being
Credits
Composed, performed, and recorded by Jesse Olsen Bay
Mixed by Carlos Arredondo and Jesse Olsen Bay
Mastered by Jonathan Burnside at A Secret Location
License
All rights reserved.
Western Massachusetts based composer and performer Jesse Olsen Bay creates aural landscapes and narratives to explore the depths of the human experience.