Go To Him

Go To Him

the pannacotta army's picture




Liner Notes: 

Thanks to Chandra83 for letting me use her lyrics to create this song
Chandra's original posting is here - http://fiftyninety.fawmers.org/song/42737

Acoustic guitar plus a couple of the fabulous (and free) Spitfire Audio LABS instruments - Soft Piano + Synth Pads


Death calls me
And I reply
I am not one
Who's afraid to die

He takes my hand
As we walk slow
We have a journey
And far to go

Come with me now

So I go with him
And feel his love
Like an angel
From above

Come with me now

Please keep your comments respectful, honest, and constructive. Please focus on the song and not the demo.


coolparadiso's picture

i commented on this as a lyric noticing it was much lighter than most. you have kept it their beautifully.

Tim Fatchen's picture

Gee the LABS stuff goes well with the guitar! CHandra, this is how I think of a personal Death. Though as I've said elsewhere, Death needs to shut up and wait. But what a gorgeous and accepting and even darkly hopeful song. Another download. Who could resist? Applause!! (and the download--no artist/writer name in the file name! grrrr)

billwhite51's picture

in an age when death comes for so many so swiftly and without discrimination, she is given a gentler, almost shepherdly, aspect

oneslowtyper's picture

I love the contrast between this and a song me and Tim did, called Lord Don't Take Me. This beautiful song leaves you seeing a person who is completely at ease with their next journey, and happily accepting the reward. Not quite the same with Lord Don't Take Me, where I always pictured the person fearing death, and trying his best to convince the "Lord" it just ain't his time.
When my time comes, I hope it is more like this beautiful song that Tim and Chandra have created.

cleanshoes's picture

This is just unbearably gorgeous. Dark and gentle at once. Really love this one.

metalfoot's picture

Beautiful and yet unsettling all at once. Just splendid, both of you.

Stephen Wordsmith's picture

It's quite remarkable the life that death has breathed into these lyrics. Also ironic, at least in a Morrisettian sense.

The slow accompaniment is a perfect match for the spartan lyrics. There's a certain ethereality to the vocal which is perfect for the setting of this piece - which seems not to be on the same plane of existence on which I am listening to it. It variously circles like the chill winds of the upper atmosphere or tumbles like a waterfall feeding into the river Styx. It seems both shorter and longer than its 3 minute span, the briefest flashes of clarity in a dreamlike eternity.

cts's picture

Already saved as one of my faves. The words. The music. It's almost other worldly.