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Naiades

by Monica Richards

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1.
Naiades 02:39
2.
Pride 03:57
We didn't know what we could do Though we all saw what was happening We could do nothing The realm is safe the realm is strong Though we all saw it was crumbling We will carry on --- They didn't know what they should say While the actors were stumbling They said nothing The realm is safe the realm is strong Though the outside is invading We won't be moving And the music plays on Past the faceless critics' fingertips I swam against the current To keep from drowning The tide of judgement's flooding in, With its sad faceless courage We will say nothing And the music plays on Silently immersed in my own heart And we all wish them well Holding onto pride when nothing is left --- Did she die a noble death oh yes Did she die of a broken heart Often she did Won't they allow me to just move on The realm is safe the realm is strong We'll send our greetings from the storm The realm is safe the realm is strong We will remain to carry on And the music plays on Silently immersed in my own heart And we all wish them all well Holding onto pride when nothing is left
3.
EndBegin 05:57
Through the cracks in the wall I'm going back to Nature Through the holes in the floor my roots search for the waters Along crumbling brick I'm building back my forest Over collapsed walls I'm stretching myself homeward To me To me The trees are burning and the wars unseen What we know and what we believe As the sidewalks break I'm dropping down my anchors Along rusting wires I'm stretching out my fingers From the rotting beams I'm reaching towards the answer Upon broken glass I may walk forever To me To me The walls are blurring and the lines between What we know and what we believe As the sidewalks break I'm dropping down my anchors Leave the endless noise I'm going back to silence On the crumbling bridge I cross back to the mountains Through the blood red sea I'll sink into the alters Through the cracks in the wall I'm going back to Nature Leave a bounty of fruit at the bottom for the cinders Through the holes in the floor my roots search for the waters When the oceans die, your tears will fill the rivers.
4.
Armistice 05:36
From the cold horizon Their armies cry for blood Surrender Surrender The desert wind the ocean bed The wind beckons come the flood Surrender Surrender Your drama is as usual Wrapped in pointless battle Surrender Surrender Deed is the truth of Character But the Word may bring on War Surrender Surrender The Healing Pulling back - pulling in The pain begins to relent Pulling back - pulling in To heal. We may Heal. Pulling back - pulling in Oh the desire to heal We must have desire... Fixed and refixed tiny tears Sacrificed the kindly wrist Surrender Surrender Add to your cares new tragedy Wits sharpened to weaponry Surrender Surrender Like a disgusted outsider Welcomed to exclusivity Surrender Surrender Deed is the truth of Character But the Truth may bring the War Surrender Surrender --- Towards the cold horizon A higher perception Surrender Surrender From the boulders of my perch The thrill of terror confides Surrender Surrender Drifting into the abyss At peace in Motherly silence Surrender Surrender To fight is useless I could but step towards this. Surrender Surrender
5.
Alaric 03:58
Our power is pass'd, our spells have been cast And penitent now for life art thou Thy spells were sure, for now peace secure Doth bless king Alaric's bed, — But it is the peace of the dead. For down went the king, and his palace, and all And already in his hall are the flag-reeds tall, And the long green rushes grow. Then take thy bride to thy cloister'd bed, — But it is the place of the dead. And oft from our boat on a Summer's eve Sweet music is heard to flow. As we push from the side of the Blue-Lake's tide Where the long green rushes grow And the waters now o'er it flow, Above king Alaric's head, — But it is the place of the dead.
6.
The fair one with another's eyes upon her The fair one with another's lips awaiting hers And she'll beckon you by offering her kindest face And the future glows so brightly towards her horizon You feel so forceful and strong When she's close to you The pale one with another's eyes upon her The pale one with the lips of another's melting waste And the future bleeds black through her bottomless eyes And your life drains slowly downward through her watery smile You feel so mortal and small When she's close to you Falling, rolling, effortless and ceaseless Choose Her and she may bare you to her Demons Hell hath the fury of her every Reflection And the lives you've lost can't be restored through redemption. You feel so shameful and hurt When she's close to you Sing Hope She may pull you down Trance Vision Thrilling Impression Belief Choice Perception Perfection Bedazzle Bewilder Stupor Sedation Ambition Induction Awareness Awaken Struggle Rejection Aversion Destruction Clarity Dignity Ruin Depression Grief Regret Contrition Redemption
7.
The Mighty 06:56
Ripped from the root: I am with you. I feel her alive and venus behaved Magic the guide to expect as she makes her entrance - Did you not bask beneath my gaze? Oh the wind can cause the rails to creak like a ship in Arctic duress. A slavedancer, beaded and perfumed Metal-cold bracelets upon each battered wrist - The question of my deity rewarded With every wave of her hand to the audience. In 200 AD, I am yet just and fair in the language of trees A soldier in respite while they plotted my death. Then a simple Bard shackled yet still able to sing I know the gut-wrenched pain of mental bloodshed. My fingernails chipped and filled with dirt from the farm, The lights red to gold to blue upon me. Smoke brushes along the contours of my form, Blinded to the faces in the balcony. Flashing one scene then the next - The lifetimes of one life. Walking delicately through the mines, Trimmed, and perfect and haven’t eaten in three days, I know what it is to lose my heart. Look to the side, see the conspirators behind the curtain, Down the alleyways, Tumbling through forests, Wandering between all realms I fought well and bitter and to the death, Like a Trojan soldier on a vase, My Mythology smashed and littered under their feet I fall like leaves from separate similar struggles. Now reaching up to that lovely, lovely place Where all answers fly awaiting capture To their point of meaning. I am the Muse. Blinding as I radiate. I can only shine on that which reflects back upon me... And one young man comes with gifts. And another thinks I have picked him from the crowd. The taste of me alone profound, Resurrected. Resurrected. Believe in Me. And I'll take you with me ---- Are we defined by misunderstandings? A thousand or more Chant the All. The Mighty Rise and Fall. Rise and Fall. Pride Diminish those who've lost faith in us. A thousand or more Chant the All. The Mighty Rise and Fall. Rise and Fall.
8.
Nereides 02:19
9.
Lureinlay 06:34
I was sinking. Long have I dwelt o'er the Realm of the Drowning Man Still I was empty... Long have they been dashed against my shores Still I was waiting... And to my wat'ry depths they sadly sank And I was sinking. I put them all to sleep One touch of my voice Then drowned at my feet It was nothing... In the early hours A grey dawn misty morn The turning tide Surveyed with flooding eyes The sky breaking through The morning silent And yet I hear the sound The faintest beat Of heart that sank itself beneath my waves There was something... I realize I'm nothing like my kind Your heart is still beating I put them all to sleep One note of my voice Then drowned at my feet It was nothing... Keep your heart alive I'm almost there Keep your heart alive and I'll bring you home
10.
No one knows who we really are They just expect our strength to go on forever Does that sound familiar So we keep forcing our lives along The pain might be numb enough To get through another year Does that sound familiar You were out there somewhere The only one that knew me so well before Would you remember There were shadows hanging over you And they tore your fragile heart in two And the light behind your eyes was going, too So familiar You were out there somewhere Waiting for a door to open And bring you home Does that sound familiar You were always in my heart And every year went by I wondered where you were Would you remember There were shadows hanging over you And the loneliness engulfing you And it kills me what they've done to you --- Beating at my heart The War of Wings and Waiting Backwards down my path To find the right beginning Two arms open wide One smile was always facing Towards the Universe Could be we weren't just dreaming --- The golden moment now recognized To find where we always belonged was together I'm your Familiar Why did it take us half our lives To find where we always belonged was together I'm your Familiar
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12.
We Go On 05:14
Join me in this Moment Let it come Let it go We are right here And I'm full of meaning We can do no wrong So let me flow Away the tears The child lost inside the anger The swallowed words The pointless shame The broken heart The shattered ego The thought that no one knows how to love anymore We all bleed emotion When the path seems lost And then the mind Is free to fear But you are my armor I feel can your strength And nothing breaks Beyond our shield The horror of a broken future The black belief that trust is gone All of my years hung out and tethered To think that all of this was somehow meant to be You and I will go on Make forever something to become

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Released in the early hours of 2012, Naiades is Monica's second solo album. "It takes a while to realize the whole complexity Monica Richards has woven in these 12 songs, but once you have embraced the album, you feel the profundity and the artistic claim it was made with. She managed the balancing act of merging and blending a variety of styles and musical devices like Goth Rock, Neo-Classicism, world music and folklore in a marvellous way, creating a conclusive piece of art full of beauty and atmosphere, full of spell and mysticism... like the sea itself..." - reflectionsofdarkness.com. Cover by artist, Chrissie Zullo.

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released January 1, 2012

Written, Composed and Recorded by Monica Richards
Los Angeles, CA
Co-produced, Mixed and Mastered by Chad Blinman
@ The Eyesocket, Boston
Except: Lureinlay
Mixed by Paul Mercer and Bruce Bennett

All Music & Lyrics by Monica Richards
Except Pride, Tail of Two, We Go On by Monica Richards & Steve Niles
Alaric Lyrics by J.F.M. Dovaston
NAIADES © & p Elyrian Music/BMI - 2011

Special Guests
Pride (Steve Niles: Bass & Guitars, Chad Blinman: Drums)
Armistice (Steve Niles: Bass, Steven James: Guitars)
Alaric (Steve Niles: Bass)
The Mighty (Marzia Rangel: Cellos)
Lureinlay (Paul Mercer: Violin & Violas, Davis Peterson: Percussion)
The Strange Familiar (Marzia Rangel: Cellos)
Tail of Two (Steve Niles: Bass & Guitars, Chad Blinman: Drums)
We Go On (Steve Niles: Guitars, Chad Blinman: Drums)

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Monica Richards Los Angeles, California

Best known for her musical work as half of the critically acclaimed duo, Faith and the Muse, and her own solo releases, Monica is a composer, writer and artist living near Los Angeles.

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