Icicles
by @mandolinda
Liner Notes
Lyrics
Icicles
[Verse 1] Icicles outside my window Glimmering in the cold sunshine mounds of snow like pillows awaiting their spring deadline
[Prechorus] Dripping slowly in whispered time Winter's grasp begins to shine.
[Verse 2] Crystal daggers hanging tight Frozen tears in morning light Dripping slowly in their space Melting into spring's embrace.
[Chorus] The sun will rise, the chill will fade Winter winds will slip away Warmer days are on their way Brighter skies and flower cascades
[Verse 3] Now the winds hum soft, a hush so low Through barren branches and hills of snow A fleeting world in a frozen scene Holding fast to winter's dream
Comments
Your voice and mandolin are so tender and lovely here. You create a wonderful organic scene. We just got a taste of winter on a quick trip north from Florida - I didn't mind it, but my wife hated it.
Lovely and minimalist. As beautiful as you make all the wintryiness sound, I am ready for spring.
I really love this! Your words almost made me feel sorry for the snow and ice currently surrounding me (as it awaits its "spring deadline"!) Your beautiful vocals and soft picking deliver a somewhat minimalist auditory experience that delights me! Excellent work!
Such lovely tone again between your mandolin and the voice. You're going to inspire me to fix mine up and relearn it. I love the meditative and spare, spacious playing. This ones a breath of sweet, clean air.
The winter images are absolutely gorgeous - and the insight in the sentiment is lovely and hopeful. Your vocals are absolutely gorgeous! Love that third verse.
Very beautiful Linda, you really captured the images, and great job on your finger picking. Bravo
A lovely Linda song! I am the weatherman this year in many songs, so icicles is a much listen for me. Could almost feel the cold! Thx I needed that!
I really like the finger picked mandolin (am I right on that one?) it sets up quite a cautiously hopeful feel. “Crystal daggers hanging tight” is a cool line.
Those chords land as softly as snowflakes. You paint a vivid picture (although if it's all snow, I guess it's going to be mainly white!)