Talking about the environmental crisis of our time is “a conversation that we can’t avoid,” says New Haven musician Ionne. Read the music review and artist profile by Kathy Czepiel in the Daily Nutmeg.
Words and music by Ionne I loved you The wrong way My heart was Imperfect I saw you Were hurting And planned my Escape Should I Ever make it To life on Europa Please give them This message A presage For those who remain: The fading perfume Of petrichor above The fading bright tunes Of wren and morning dove The joys we knew Will fade away The fading reviews Of those we left for dead The fading white plumes Of missiles overhead The wars we waged Will fade away STUTTERED We're a
Words and music by Ionne See the light See the light, see the world in limbo See the stars See the stars and wonder if they'd give more If we squeezed If we squeezed just a little harder Just a little harder now Just a little harder Seal the wound Seal the wound before we make a new one And bleed as much Bleed as much, as much as she can stand us And drink the blood Drink the blood, but careful not to drink her dry Careful not to drink her dry Pretending we're afraid she'd di
Words and music by Ionne Life As you please Trapped in time Bright Silver screen Pay your dime Red Blue and green Colorblind Great Fantasies By design I am the Wonderseeker I am the Child of Light The one they dared not speak of I am the Wonderseeker My roots run deep and wide I'm the one they dared not speak of My skin is brown and lovely My flag is pink and white I'm the one they dared not speak of I am the Wonderseeker I hold the key to life I hold the key to life Say no I
Words and music by Ionne Stranded in the galaxy Just beyond the atmosphere We're orbiting at hyperspeed Our tiny craft is stuck in gear But you You know to survive You do, you do You You know to survive You do, you do Praise to Eratosthenes For measuring the planet round I'll calculate the time it leaves Our tiny craft to hit the ground You You know to survive You do, you do You You know to survive You do, you do Take my hand That's enough Take my hand That's enough For me Bl
Word and music by Ionne They all said we'd heal On a rocket to paradise I can't help but feel Like we're running away Several tons of steel And we're lucky it flies Speeding us from tears That we'd rather delay We saw him laying with a gun on the ground While all the cops said he'd been running there were some in the crowd That knew that no one takes a beating with a grin on their face The way that no one needs a lesson in their value or place He'd learned the fastest way ahe