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“Columbine” by Pamela Zero (song page, archived)

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Song: Columbine
Artist: Pamela Zero
Genres: Renaissance, Vocal, Unassigned Genre
Captured: December 5, 2000 (2 captures)

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Columbine

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  PRIM. GENRE : [ Renaissance ]
  SEC. GENRE : [ Vocal ]
  ADD. GENRE : [ Unassigned Genre ]

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An a-cappella nod to the flower, this is the first in a series of botanicals. Winner of Santa Barbara Arts Commission's 1993 IAP award for composition, Columbine is a simple, mythic vocal pathway, wending its way through the early rennaisance.

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Curving gently grace within your arms White on rose A blush before the pale of dawn I trace your breath elusive against the blue of time I long for life with you here among the Columbine Worlds within a world within a Drop of water rests upon your wrist As if I hear Horns sound translucent in the mist As if angels On the air a taste of the divine Fall to dreaming Lying here in the fields of Columbine Let me whisper tales of distant lands Distant echos hint at hope within Within a doorway home Doorways arch their pattern on your skin Your skin a-glow A glow of light as yearning starts its climb Climb with me beyond the blue hidden in the Columbine Courage found in quiet places In a single moment still I choose Choose as a child I leap beyond all that I have to lose Lost in your eyes and There a door in the ritual of design Fullfills a promise Held within a bloom of Columbine.

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Wow - this is a great example of a capella with oneself. Very nice layering. My only complaint is that this song retained a studio sound, making it seem more "artificial" than it seems that it should have. I don't know how to explain it, but maybe it's just because of the fact that all the voices were done by one person. A live, on-stage performance of this song would be simply incredible. This is a very lovely song - no wonder it won a composition award. Nice job.

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