I’m currently working on this for inclusion in Without a Book. An initially improvised track from the 2023 song-a-day sessions that has become, unfortunately, somewhat prophetic. This considering death projected in connection between cuts in funding to global aid AND to services that support those of us experiencing poverty here in the US. “They’ll get there as fast as they can kill us.” My unconscious mind brought in rather obvious references to Earth, Wind and Fire, Guns and Roses and Tracey’s tears that demand recognition.
Original Content Notes from 2023 – “The Corpse Bridge to Mars section was revealed in a long form vision while working on this today. The intentional breaking of the wheel of the year to build the bridge was heavy. This was one of the most clear visions I’ve had since I cut out the booze. It was very polished and produced in my minds eye. I don’t want to say Marvel, but yeah, it was epic and cinematic. There is a ton more that didn’t make it in here, particularly it’s relation to Bivrost, the rainbow bridge that connected heaven to Earth, or the realm of the Asgard to the realm of mankind, Midgard.
Broken Wheel (December Rain)
I don’t remember it ever being like this,
I can’t explain why they won’t stop it.
There’s a way, there is a way, there is a way.
I can’t remember a summer that lasted so long
it never really came to an end,
a winter so quick and so hard
we can’t remember our names.
I can’t explain why they can’t see it.
Who am I kidding, its easy to see,
they don’t care, no.
The Wheel of the Year is broken,
separating the people from the soul of the planet,
to stop the earth from turning,
to build a bridge of corpses.
The Wheel of the Year is broken,
to stop the earth from turning,
to build a bridge of corpses.
An interplanetary middle passage.
They’ll get to Mars stacking corpses, one upon the other.
They’ll get there as fast as they can kill us.
Traveling light years at death’s speed.
Do you remember?
Dancing in September?
Nothing last forever,
in the cold November rain.
And even though sometimes it snows in April,
springtime’s my favorite time of year.
This December rain makes it clear,
the seasons are changing,
the waters are rising,
the levees are leaning,
logics receding,
our leaders have failed us,
and freezing in the spring,
crops depleting,
an endless raging
season in the sun
repeating.
This December rain makes it clear, the earth is changing.
This December rain makes it clear, the earth is raging.
This December rain makes it clear, the earth will wash us all away.
© Eden Bloom 2025
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