Opening Life Season 3, Episode 3
Dear friends, we hope this conversation between Kyle, Brittany and musician Tim Yearsley opens new avenues of understanding for you. In Nexus we believe every human story expands and deepens our sense of reality. The music you’ll hear says what is has to say with enormous conviction and feeling, and we think that’s a good thing!
As always, we’d love to hear your thoughts about our conversation, and what it stirred inside of you.
The Beyond Grace website is at:
https://www.beyond-grace.co.uk/
Andy Walmsley - vocals/bass
Tim Yearsley - guitar/vocals
The Burning Season (words and music by Beyond Grace)
https://youtu.be/-4QvLXFIDWU?si=Th8ip-i8B4YMCzO6
Welcome to the new dark ages!
Where cowards live like kings, while children rot in cages
Condemned to suffer for the crime of being born
And politicians preach, that only they can save us
From their mistakes and all the consequences of their failures
Wielding words like weapons in an endless culture war
Every accusation a confession of their true intentions
Banning books and burning pages
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
Something to be feared, and something to be hated
This is how the new dark age begins
And when the lights go out, we shall not see them lit again
A new age of darkness has now descended on us
Like a swarm of locusts, bringing famine and disease
A vicious cycle we seem doomed to repeat
Banning books and burning pages
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
Something to be feared, and something to be hated
This is how the new dark age begins
And in our darkest hour, we'll turn against each other
We'd rather set the world on fire, than ever face the truth
So beware the death of reason
Herald of the burning season
Banning books and burning pages
A little knowledge is a dangerous thing
Something to be feared, and something to be hated
This is how the new dark age begins
Here Comes the Flood (words and music by Peter Gabriel)
https://youtu.be/W7D4kinS_p8?si=gGUG_D0sa4aZvsWj
The signals grow on radios
They come and go as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
Still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
There's no point in direction
We cannot even choose a side
The hollow shoulder across the waters
They were getting older, sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
And as the nail sunk in the cloud
The rain was warm and soaked the crowd
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent, in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you’re running dry
You have no home, you have no walls
You’re a thousand miles within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there’s only you and me
And if we break before the dawn
They'll use up what we used to be
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent, in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up dreamers, you’re running dry
Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent, in any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up dreamers, you’re running dry
Drink up dreamers, you’re running dry
Another helpful resource for understanding the meaning of metal, mentioned by Tim in our conversation:
Metal: A Headbangers Journey
https://youtu.be/chIeyxbVf_4?si=b8HzFX5XO_5MDswJ