Keep Me Close (original song) - Kay Clarity

Video footage with a new edit from a walk in Saskatchewan in 2017. Jeans & sandals long gone. Same childlike wandering and staring into the world. Join me on a dreamscape to an original song, "Keep Me Close." Lyrics and words to poem "Quiet Love Heals" below.

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Every musician has an underpinning philosophy. That's very different than when our work becomes propaganda. As a conservative woman, musician, writer, and artist in a mostly liberal creative world, that authentic ethos for home, family, faith, freedom, history, goodness, beauty, truth, and real stories is what I hope leaks through.

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Keep Me Close

I have never seen such light before;
I have never known such warmth.
I have always fought to find my home--
Never thought it'd find me first.

You have given me what I have lost
Through the carelessness of them:
All their broken deeds and lying love;
You have built me back again.

If I walk alone again tonight
I don't know where I will go--
Where these streets will wind, what feet will find,
If I'll lose me in the cold.

So keep me close
At your side
Never go;
I'll be fine, I'll be fine.

In the morning I will wake from sleep,
As the colours cover me;
No more black and white upon my skin--
No more ice inside my bones.

Quiet Love Heals

Quiet love heals
Many still-buried violences--
Pours in, just so, steady,
Awakening the silences:
Slowly, slowly caressing
The fine, thin delicate places of skin--
The darknesses that hide within the pitied spaces:

A vibrancy and lustre in the grey, wake of death;
The joyful repair,
The innocent, inquisitive eyes
Of a beloved.

© Kay Clarity, 2021.