Commercial Road + A Call to Light

Shared a bath in turns with an itinerant like me

Jamaican psychic had the rooms on Airbnb

There was a bible on the desk, by the key

Left open to Isaiah 43

You're not the only gypsy born in Hackney

Two fingers to the aristocracy

With their daughters, a careless pornography:

Ophelia in the back room of Hamley's

Nothing was left of who I used to be

I'd given up on everything

But life was never the same again, oh God

After I saw you on Commercial Road

While your wife invoked a daemon

I was working dowsing rods in Rome

Outside the library that was once a home 

for boys who screamed as they were raped until broken

Nothing was left of who I used to be

I'd given up on everything

But life was never the same again, oh God

After I saw you on Commercial Road

Commercial Road

After I saw you on Commercial Road

I'd given up on everything

Let me tell you of the way the world could be - the way of love - this is the way of all things:

In darkness, even water becomes one with sky.

Together, we are liberated from the pain of those abandoned by their forefathers; together, there is no resistance to our scope.

in the distance, a call to light -

- dawn is the opal in which all colours burn -

- dawn is the emptiness of all things -

- and you are loved as the black-headed gulls are loved by the currents, as the deepest trenches of the oceans are loved by silence - one of seven billion human organisms, you are loved

Lyrics, melody, vocals: Antonella Gambotto-Burke

Music, production: Gavin Monaghan