Steve Bell

Beautiful, anguished, hopeful words from Steve Bell’s new album.  From the title track.

Keening For The Dawn

On and on the night goes on
Brooding dark before the dawn
We are waiting
Worried lips rehearse our creeds
Bellies swollen with your seed
We are waiting
Hardened shards of broken bread
Small consolations in your stead
Soured wine a tonic for the pain
Dutifully we take our fill
Still we long to see your face again
Keening for the dawn as such
Stirs the memory of your touch
We are waiting
We are waiting
Hungry work, these endless feasts
Shriveling as we all increase
We are waiting
Wearied eyes take in the sights
Smarting under tinseled lights
We are waiting
Break the too familiar word
Hearing strains we’ve never heard
A double edge that pierces through the pain
All that we shall see fulfilled
The dawning day we see your face again
Keening for the dawn as such
Stirs the memory of your touch
We are waiting

Lyric Steve Bell / Malcolm Guite