I used the keyword in the progressive present tense, hope that's cool. Went through the scariest earthquake we've had since I moved to Japan this week. When there's an earthquake and you've got little kids, you grab them and use your body to shelter them. Had to do that about 11:30 or so the other night in my drawers during what seemed to be the longest bloody minute of my life. This song is about that. I'm challenging myself to do "no guitars allowed" and to use more harmonic extensions (polychords, blah blah) in my music. You can here that in the ostinato in the Rhodes, also messed with a little 2 against 3 in the organ bass. Fun little track, needs work, but I found it interesting.
lyrics
Earth is running under my feet
While I’m standing still
Cradle precious things wond’ring can it be
An ending or a start
Can you hear me through the debris
Held against my will
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