Roszel

by Alex Koman

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A Labor Day Weekend in Virginia!

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released November 15, 2016

Music and lyrics - Alexander Emerson Koman
Producer - Alexander Emerson Koman
Recording Engineer - Alexander Emerson Koman
Programming Engineer - Alexander Emerson Koman
Mixing Engineer - Alexander Emerson Koman
Mastering Engineer - Paul M Sammes
Vocals - Alexander Emerson Koman
Keyboard - Alexander Emerson Koman

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Track Name: The Asterisk Since 1949
At eighteen hundred forty-seven feet
And visible for sixty miles
She's ten thousand pounds of steel
And seventeen thousand five hundred watts

She lights up in many different colors
A shape watching over the city
Illuminated until midnight
Symbolizing the progressive spirit

Of Roanoke, Roanoke
I can see you down below
I love the sight in front of me
I've always wanted to see
The brilliant shining emblem
Atop the mountain standing high
In Roanoke, Roanoke
The asterisk since nineteen forty-nine

In the great big Blue Ridge Parkway
She has a mighty overlook
As the world's largest man-made star
Reposes on the horizon

Of Roanoke, Roanoke
I can see you down below
I love the sight in front of me
I've always wanted to see
The brilliant shining emblem
Atop the mountain standing high
In Roanoke, Roanoke
The asterisk since nineteen forty-nine

Two thousand feet of neon tubing
Burst into majestic view
Grazing all the clouds above
Barely touching the five sharp points

Of Roanoke, Roanoke
I can see you down below
I love the sight in front of me
I've always wanted to see
The brilliant shining emblem
Atop the mountain standing high
In Roanoke, Roanoke

Of Roanoke, Roanoke
I can see you down below
I love the sight in front of me
I've always wanted to see
The brilliant shining emblem
Atop the mountain standing high
In Roanoke, Roanoke
The asterisk since nineteen forty-nine
Track Name: Love's Forbidden Sorrow
Cavernous rooms filled one hundred percent
Bands of minerals hanging inside of them
Cross sections of geologic time
Time at all for billions of generations

Of lives and I'm taken, breathing humid air
Water filtered in the ground and dripping in these gaps
Underground lakes and reflections below
Of the world from above, a ceiling of suspension

These bonds and chemicals around
Have the sound of my heart beating
Thumping like a drum
I feel like it could echo
In this mile of hollow
It almost feels like a journey
Into love's forbidden sorrow

Orange columns, pink and blue
Underground coral with finger-like shapes
Dangling from the ceiling and coming from below
In a world of constant night, stalagmites and stalactites

These bonds and chemicals around
Have the sound of my heart beating
Thumping like a drum
I feel like it could echo
In this mile of hollow
It almost feels like a journey
Into love's forbidden sorrow

I almost want to leave with an incredible applause
I'm thinking of my dad and how he's rock solid

These bonds and chemicals around
Have the sound of my heart beating
Thumping like a drum
I feel like it could echo
In this mile of hollow
It almost feels like a journey
Into love's forbidden sorrow

These bonds and chemicals around
Have the sound of my heart beating
Thumping like a drum
I feel like it could echo
In this mile of hollow
It almost feels like a journey
Into love's forbidden sorrow
Track Name: Just Right for This Lathe
In a maze of wondrous things
Plants and quickened feet
I am insistent

I'll follow the left wall
Touch my hand along the leaves
I'll move slowly

I'll find you at the end of this
I'm seeing hints and flowering things
My love for you is endless
It's just right for this lathe

In an awesome sea of branches
Cutting through the wood
I am a carpenter

I'll whittle away
And appreciate the textures
Sanding to you

I'll find you at the end of this
I'm seeing hints and flowering things
My love for you is endless
It's just right for this lathe

I'm going to have a lovely and wild
Incredible time as a child, once again

I'll find you at the end of this
I'm seeing hints and flowering things
My love for you is endless
It's just right for this lathe

I'll find you at the end of this
I'm seeing hints and flowering things
My love for you is endless
It's just right for this lathe
Track Name: A Tulip Poplar I'm Drawn To
It stands high through the decades
Like a guardian of the centuries
It's covered in moss so green
But alive with vigor

It was planted in 1785
By our first United States president
It's seen so much happen
On the grounds of his home

A tulip poplar
That was planted by Washington
Has lived long since he's been gone
I'm wondering on, wondering on
A tulip poplar I'm drawn to

Piercing between the leaves
The light of this hour is bright
It comes from above directly, about
It's like the man is smiling down

Nearing eleven, what would he have seen
These minutes, lifetimes ago?
How did the branches measure in girth
When the rings were scarce inside?

The tulip poplar
That was planted by Washington
That's lived long since he's been gone
I'm wondering on, wondering on
A tulip poplar I'm drawn to

I don't know how they know
Whether or not it's true
But it's an awesome claim that he buried the seed
For the tree before me that grew into

The tulip poplar
That was planted right here
That's lived long since George has been gone
I'm wondering on, I'm wondering on
A tulip poplar I'm drawn to

A tulip poplar
It was planted by Washington
When he was so very alive
I'm wondering on, I'm wondering on
His tulip poplar I'm drawn to
Track Name: I'm in Sky Meadows
I'm watching the rolling hills, boundlessly waving
Like a ripple in the tide of endless earth
Green, tall divides, and branches everywhere
I'm nowhere in nature, not at all

I'm one with everything, and the cows charm me with their call
A grasshopper, beside me, visits the fence
I hear children speaking, families in a house
I look behind, and no one is there

I'm in Sky Meadows
I'm heavenly refreshed
I wish there were a cloud in the sky, billowing and breaking
Re-forming and shaping pictures that I see in my dreams
It's a crystal clear day and a blue afternoon
It's just a painting away from picture-perfect
I'm in Sky Meadows, it's an unrealistic day
In a real, sacred, and very antiquated place

In the barn, there's a vacant one, on the land
I can't see any animals, though I hear them to me beckon
In a great historic place, I wonder who all has seen
And knows what has happened here?

I'm turning in to head toward the trees
If I should go for a hike I think
The woods could name me "Forever"
'Cause that is where I'll always be, here, in time

I'm in Sky Meadows
I'm thoroughly restored
I wish there were a cloud in the upside down ocean
A wave that crests and breaks as it shapes the earthen shoreline
It's a bright, blazing day, and the sun almost rises
In reverse while it signs off for the day
I'm in Sky Meadows, it's a surreal day
And all the dramatic interpretation unseen

Because in a moment it turns and changes my attitude
It's a moment I won't soon fade in my mind
No brilliance in this head could brighter shine
Nothing is as vivid and as colorful as when

I'm in Sky Meadows
I can hear them all around
The vacant establishment and rolling hills
Creatures once and still sounding out
It's a bright blue day, I'm wondering why
I started out quickly, if so, quite a shame
I'm glad that I came here, though
I'm glad that I came to beautiful Sky Meadows
Leaving without a shadow in my face

I'm in Sky Meadows
I can hear them all around
The vacant establishment and rolling hills
Creatures once and still sounding out
It's a bright blue day, I'm wondering why
I started out quickly, if so, quite a shame
I'm glad that I came here, though
I'm glad that I came to beautiful Sky Meadows
Leaving without a shadow in my face
Track Name: Knows the Way
It was March here when the surveyor came
He was only a boy of sixteen years
And he worked for four
To chart the colonial frontier

His office, on this corner of Cork and Braddock
Still stands today
But that militia colonel moved into a Fort
So he could defend our lives

Cannons cannons, oh, Loudon
Fired up to keep them at bay
The powder and lead would knock them all dead
It's Washington who knows the way

A statue of that spirited person
Remains firm on display
The cars keep floating by
It's like that time is late

Cannons cannons, oh, Loudon
Fired up to keep them at bay
The powder and lead would knock them all dead
It's Washington who knows

Cannons, cannons, oh, Loudon
Fired up to keep them at bay
The powder and lead would knock them all dead
It's Washington who knows the

Cannons, cannons, oh, Loudon
Fired up to keep them at bay
The powder and lead would knock them all dead
It's Washington who knows the way
Track Name: Roszel
It's all the same as it was
The last time that we saw
Each other in the flesh
But now I'm even more bare

Feelings laid out before
And rehashed in my memory
The brink of tears
The precipice of the years
I think I'm falling into

Roszel
Roszel
All the pieces splintered in my mind
You are a beautiful artifact
The great avenue brings me childlike
I remember the shutters and the windows all closed
To the room that gave me respite
The day of the funeral and the flower I drew askew

I'm looking for the fruits in the yard
Hanging from the numerous trees
The battlegrounds of boyhood
Arrowheads and fall leaves

I can see they're having a party
The residents without me
The smoke off a charcoal grill
Pushes me back down the hill, I'm falling

Roszel
Roszel
All the pieces splintered in my mind
You are a beautiful artifact
The great avenue brings me childlike
I remember the shutters and the windows all closed
To the room that gave me respite
The day of the funeral and the flower I drew askew

I'm back at the bottom where life starts again
I never expected to feel so lonely when we reunited

Roszel
Roszel
All the pieces splintered in my mind
You are a beautiful artifact
The great avenue brings me childlike
I remember the shutters and the windows all closed
To the room that gave me respite
The day of the funeral and the flower I drew askew

It's all the same as it was
The last time that we saw
Each other in the flesh
But now I'm even more bare
Track Name: Inside of the Coins I Once Clung To
When I was a little boy
I had a collection of nickels
And the reverses were big and bold

A neoclassical feel
To the touch of my fingers
A greatness I'd proudly hold

I never knew
The man inside
He built a home Clever and fine

Contraptions and pulleys
Visual trickery
Inventions and clocks for the time

At Monticello, I experience the clever quirks of a brilliant mind
At Monticello, I experience the clever ideas still bursting to life
A complex, intricate, powerful design, a three-story house disguised as two
At Monticello, I experience the clever inside of the coins I once clung to

It wakes me alive
Its shapes and its skylights
Soft sun shining in

From the octagon room
To the dome and the cellar
The guide is a gripping storyteller

At Monticello, I experience the clever quirks of a brilliant mind
At Monticello, I experience the clever ideas still bursting to life
A complex, intricate, powerful design, a three-story house disguised as two
At Monticello, I experience the clever inside of the coins I once clung to

In that old, well worn, metallic picture
I thought the building was even bigger
But that's the illusion that Jefferson wanted

It took forty years to complete
And was later stamped on currency
I rounded up like no big deal

At Monticello, I experience the clever quirks of a brilliant mind
At Monticello, I experience the clever ideas still bursting to life

A complex, intricate, powerful design, a three-story house disguised as two
At Monticello, I experience the clever, the clever

At Monticello, I experience the clever quirks of a brilliant mind
At Monticello, I experience the clever ideas still bursting to life
A complex, intricate, powerful design, a three-story house disguised as two
At Monticello, I experience the clever inside of the coins I once clung to
Track Name: A Young Alex Koman
I'm in the Rotunda
A rotund, much older man
I'm thinking about when I was at NC State
A time when I was invincible

Or so I thought because back then
I had a carefree and optimistic outlook
I didn't doubt myself, just did what I wanted
No matter if it seemed wild or unusual

I'm here, today it's bright, sunny, brilliant
Radiant with edges of shade
Columns of walkways covered
With students on their leisurely parade

I wish that I were younger
I wish I were more fit
I might attract a beautiful young woman
If I had more confidence

But I'm writing, and I'm writing
The jets fly by overhead
A young man on his cell phone
Defensive in conversation

Or perhaps clarification
Who knows what his party declares
I am standing still on my cell phone
I'm looking down, down on the years

In front of me, the grass, the dorms
The quad, the bluest sky
The vivid memories of why I went to college
Or what I loved

At the University of Virginia
Edgar Allan Poe
Roamed the same fields and inhaled the same wind
Maybe not, but it was the Virginia air

He took many other breaths
Many lifetimes ago
Edgar Allan Poe
There are no ravens here

Just a recollection
Of a young Alex Koman
Track Name: The Roanoke Reprise
I'm back at the star, and all that I've seen
Has been an inspiration for me
And my journey will be closing tonight
Just as the neon burns to light

The town of Roanoke, oh Roanoke
I can see you down below
I love the sight in front of me
I've just gotten to see
The electric emblem come to life
She is well-wishing me goodbye
Oh Roanoke, Roanoke
The asterisk illuminates my drive

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