The music

Recordings made at the dress rehearsal in March.

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Weight of Light – 7
Weightless
Once, in my arms, I carried you and you were weightless Once, in my sleep, I looked at you and you were weightless So often, in my love, I’ve listened to you and you have been weightless So it is now, as I turn you to the wind, as I turn you, turn you, turn you to the wind you are... a boy in the river a boy on the sand beneath the sun you are... a girl in Kandahar shouldering a sheep I’m sorry I failed you both – I am no man Always, in my blood and bones, I carry you both for life, for life
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The Call (excerpt)
"the strangers we are the secrets we have the tales for telling but still we will Call him home we’re calling him home – we need our son, our soldier"
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In Kandahar (excerpt)
but the only sound that came to me was the falling call of a crow calling and falling again falling and calling calling and falling again
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Distrust (excerpt)
What can she see: an act, a need? I give her a grin, I do, she’s safe with me: I am, I know (I believe), a man of valour But still she stares deathly to the back of my head, the wretched black
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Lacuna 1 (excerpt)
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At the Gate
We’ve lost him, he’s gone he went in winter She doesn’t say who, but I know, I know Above: a crow, if I could ...
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The Girl (excerpt)
We fired again the enemy went down but so did she, the girl, the girl with her sheep [The girl went down...] A feeling of falling in my chest my guts my legs my head my mistake...  
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Black Shadows (excerpt)
my bullet that tore open a girl’s throat the other my brother who felt too alone to live Black shadows I’d run with you...
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Rain on the Iron (except)
Father, I know this to be true: my life is violence and the dearest, the most innocent, are gone a demon is stealing my reasons for fighting my reasons for being I don’t want to be broken Son, my son, as the rain comes down on the iron
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Lacuna 4
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Stay and Yes (excerpt)
What a word it is: a bird a mist a whisper Yes, I say, I will Carry me carry me carry me close Carry me carry me never let me go I won’t let you down
For now we are: a breath a seed a plea