Story Behind The Song
Once you've realized that the week is astral, the next question should be "Why are they ordered thusly?" The song sets out the mathematical considerations of the problem: the 7 planets in order of precedence (Saturn/Yahweh first!) divided into the 12+12
Song Description
All kinds of lore here: druidical, astrological...in a Gravesian attempt at an exposition of timeless secrets, hidden for years by partisan religious obfuscation...
Song Length |
4:01 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative, New Age - Tribal |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Gracious, On Cloud Nine |
Subject |
Existence, General |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
River east: isn't it pleasing?
Spring and sunrise, gamboling.
Oh, my! Whin on a mountainside?
stargazer, feeling the tide.
What am I? Older than Babylon,
old as sin, and way, way gone.
Hours, days?count them in magic ways:
sky numbers, all of the shine.
And Tuesday has a moon noon,
and Monday has a sunny one;
Sunday has a cold, old,
and Friday has a funny one.
River south: something to shout about,
summer, mid-day, mothering.
Ooh, ooh! Heather is blooming now:
stargazer, thinking of you.
Holy lights, and heavenly sums:
into double-dozen seven goes
three times through, and three left over's why
Monday comes at Sunday's door.
And that's why Tuesday has a moon noon,
and Monday has a sunny one;
Sunday has a cold, old,
and Friday has a funny one.
River west: you get the best of it,
autumn, sunset, balancing.
Eh, yeh! Trembling people-tree:
starpraiser, bending his knee.
First comes Papa, oldest of all of them,
By Jove, past the Red One then;
sun comes next, with Love and the Messenger,
then moon-ruled sublunary tunes.
Yes, Tuesday has a moon noon,
and Monday has a sunny one;
Sunday has a cold, old,
and Friday has a funny one.
River north: colder? Of course it is!
Winter, midnight, hardening.
Aiee! A yew and Christmas tree?
always your friend when you need me.
By the way?Saturn's is loving,
Thursday's quick and kind of sly.
Wednesday noon's a not-very-nice-a-one,
way too feisty son-of-a-gun.
But Tuesday has a moon noon,
and Monday has a sunny one;
Sunday has a cold, old,
and Friday has a funny one.
Tuesday has a moon noon,
and Monday has a sunny one;
Sunday has a cold, old,
and Friday has a funny-bunny one.
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