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Prometheus steals the fire of the gods and runs!
Heart pounding he races through the Olympian halls,
Around marble pillars and across marble floors.
Laughing as he speeds past every Olympian,
A wondrous gift for mortals in his hands.
Prometheus stands on the cliffs of Olympus wondering how fast he can fall.
How fast can he fall?
Prometheus leaps to the safety of the rolling mortal world below.
Prometheus leaps from Olympus falling faster than any shooting star with
All the Heavens racing to stop him diving through cloud after cloud
Prometheus stole the fire of the Gods and landed on the Earth!
– Kristopher Fulton 2008
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From William Shakespeare's, The Tempest
Come unto these yellow sands (I, ii)
Come unto these yellow sands,
And then take hands:
Court'sied when you have, and kiss'd,—
The wild waves whist,—
Foot it featly here and there;
And, sweet sprites, the burthen bear.
Hark, hark! Bow, wow, The watch-dogs bark:
Bow, wow Hark, hark! I hear
The strain of strutting chanticleer
Cry, Cock-a-diddle-dow!
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From William Shakespeare's, The Tempest
Full fathom five (I, ii)
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them—Ding-dong, bell.
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From William Shakespeare's, The Tempest
Before you can say (IV, i)
Before you can say 'come' and 'go,'
And breathe twice and cry 'so, so,'
Each one, tripping on his toe,
Will be here with mop and mow.
Do you love me, master? no?
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Icarus was boy destined to fall
Wondering at the sight of birds taking flight
And soaring far above the Earth.
Icarus dreams of flying, receives his wings made by his father and
Climbs up to the highest cliffs of his island prison and
Prepares to take flight.
Fly! Icarus the flying boy,
Screaming through the clouds above the Earth.
Icarus slows his flight over Earth far above the shores on his mainland home.
Deciding whether or not to land.
Reflecting, debating, will he leave his new home in the Heavens?
Icarus takes one last look at the Earth and turns back toward the sky.
Icarus the flying boy,
Screaming through the clouds and sky.
Icarus, flying higher with each moment, soars into the sky
And into the golden sun and falls…
… under his wings of wax.
– Kristopher Fulton 2007
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The Great Walls Of Samaris
adapted from Le Brouillard Indolent De L'Automne
by Georges Rodenbach
Between the towers, like the incense full of dreams
That will linger in the naves after the most solemn Mass;
And it sleeps like a linen spread out on the ramparts.
It unfolds and folds back on itself again, like a wing without end;
and turns slightly toward divine,
And beneath this pallid brushing, all is lost.
All is grey, cloaked against the pale depth of air,
forever.
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The Road To Armilia
Text adapted from En Provence
by Georges Rodenbach
At last we cast off on the airship bound for Armilia
in the lazy morning air,
The bells ring out amid the honeyed rise of dawn,
The peals spill forth ... their music, pale and fair,
Their music spills all its blossoms on the roofs in showers,
And on the darkling serried eaves flings
Bouquets of sound culled by the wind.
Music of Morning tumbling from the towers.
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The Tower
Text adapted from Seul and Dimanches
by Georges Rodenbach
to live as in exile,
alone.
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The Leaning Girl
Text inspired by Ses Yeux
by Georges Rodenbach
A leaning girl looks up at the stars
and comes closer.
A girl looks up at the sun
and comes closer.
A girl looks up into my eyes
and comes closer.
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The Invisible Frontier
Text adapted from The Old Key
by Georges Rodenbach
That hour at evening,
the heavens tinged with rose,
shedding souls and flowers,
into the air.
The declining light of sunset,
whose crimson glow slowly dies.
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Let your heroes come to die,
Dawn or dusk or mid of night.
Let them come to feel my bite,
Let them come to fight or fly,
Let your heroes come to die!
Let your heroes roll the dice,
Or meet their end to be precise.
Let heroes invade my home,
By the hundreds and alone.
Hush now heroes don’t you cry,
Tears of stone never dry.
Let them come to fight or fly,
Let your heroes come to die!
They come from every city and town,
From miles and miles around.
They come from every town and city,
No mortal man can slay this beauty.
Don’t you think me beautiful?
Let your heroes come to die,
Dawn or dusk or mid of night.
Let them come to feel my bite,
Let them come to fight or fly,
Let your heroes come to die!
-Kristopher Fulton 2011
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Llega la hora del olvido
los recuerdos se oscurecen
los arboles vuelven a la tierra
los mares a los cielos
el tiempo va retrocediendo
y tú te olvidas de mi
Llega la hora del eclipse
las luces ya desaparacen
los astros vuelven al pasado
los fuegos al espacio
el tiempo va retrocediendo
y tú te olvidas de mi
Llega la hora de la sombra
las estrellas cambian de color
los amores vuelven al pasado
mientras te sigo mirando
el tiempo va retrocediendo
y se que no vas a volver
-Kico Gonzalez-Risso
translation
The hour of forgetting arrives
memories darken
trees return to the earth
the sea to the skies
time is receding
and you forget me
The hour of the eclipse arrives
the lights already disappear
the planets return to the infinite
the fires to space
time is receding
and you forget me
The hour of the shadow arrives
stars change their colour
lovers return to the past
as I keep watching you
time is receding
and I know that you will not return
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released October 22, 2015
Recording Credits
Recorded at the Chan Centre For The Performing Arts, Vancouver, Canada on 13 – 15 May 2015.
Producers - Kristopher Fulton, Paula Kremer, Matt Stephanson, Jen Stephanson
Engineer and Editor - Matt Stephanson
Cover Artwork Credits
"One City, One Spark" by Brandon Kidwell
www.BrandonKidwell.com