MIJO BISCAN
Alt/folk/rock/lyrical pop with a beard and yellow t-shirt
"Valley of wild" live recording in the foreshore forest at Shoreham, Victoria. Scroll down for lyrics.
I wrote this one on my recent song writing journey to the far north remote cabin in Iceland. I was alone there for just over 3 weeks. I got to connect deeply to the environment there. The hills, the river, the fjord, the ocean and the very isolated and deathly quiet and beautiful valley nearby.
This valley was mostly hardy grasses and rocks. Every now and then I would come across a beautiful wild flower. It astounded me that this precious and seemingly fragile plant could survive here. I had a vision of the valley a million years from now filled with these radiant wild flowers. It made me think of what can be achieved in a lifetime and through generations of human beings over geological time. It gave me much hope for myself and for us as a species if we return to our alignment with nature.
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The valley of wild
There is one wild flower
Hidden in the secret valley
It will bloom just once ever
It will never be seen
It will feel one season of the sun
Its fragrance forever lost
It will sow its kin beneath it
Before the final frost
Blooming wild flowers in the hearts of the women
Wild brush-fires in the minds of the men
When the sun returns April late
Darkness and snow lose their power
The wild seeds proliferate
The valley radiates with flowers
An eagle drops a pebble in the middle of a lake
The ripples go to and fro from whence they came
Sand shifts beneath the belly of a snake
The great river runs when it begins to rain
Blooming wild flowers in the hearts of the women
Wild brush-fires in the minds of the men
Wild flowers in the hearts of the woman
Wild, wild brush-fire burning in the minds of the men
Wild flowers radiate in the valley
Wild flowers radiate in the valley
Wild flowers radiate in the valley
Wild flowers radiate in the valley
Wild, wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild, wild
