Celebrating Sting’s birthday, and my last run here in Whispering Pines. Mercury Falling is a beautifully soft, melancholy work that frames the hope, desire, and optimism that inevitably comes with the turn of the seasons.
I walked out this morning
It was like a veil had been removed from before my eyes
For the first time I saw the work of heaven
In the line where the hills had been married to the sky
I was brought to my senses
I was blind but now that I can see
Every signpost in nature
Said you belong to me
Reprise: I woke up to the hounds of winter. Over the past 25 years Sting has put out a lot of records, and in my mind, there is not a bad one in the bunch. This one is perfect, early in morning, on a blanket of freshly fallen snow.