A few years back, this was the first song I wrote for February Album Writing Month, thinking of the old tradition that holds it's good luck to say "rabbit, rabbit" on the first of the month.
Rabbits are great, and I love the symbolism and mythology that surround them. I must have been thinking of Richard Adams' "Watership Down"--
“All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.”
lyrics
Rabbit, Rabbit, run and tell us
Rabbit, Rabbit, what good news?
Sun is laughing in his heaven
And the moon is on the move.
Shake the winter from your rooftops
Can’t you taste the green of spring?
Now’s the time to race and hop
And never stop for anything!
Rabbit, Rabbit, what swift shadow
Follows ever close behind,
Tireless and without pity?
He is called the hound of Time.
From my start until my finish,
On his course I am beset
He will howl and gnash and rattle
But he hasn’t caught me yet
I am light enough for leaping
Over streams and starry skies
I have ways and I have secrets
And the wildness to be wise
Rabbit, Rabbit, in the twilight
Waiting for your mother moon
Thousands of your feet will echo
Longer than the lonesome loon
Children of the earth, awaken
Listen for the rising wind
Hold it fast and fly to freedom
Round the world and home again
Round the world and home again
Round the world and home again
I could listen to Lauren sing forever. Her writing is vivid and sensitive, sweetly and painfully human--never apologizing for sharp corners and rough edges. The beauty of her spirit shines through. Summer Russell
Singer-songwriter Henry Parker puts his own spin on the classic sounds of '60s and '70s British folk on this wilderness-inspired new LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 9, 2021