Eli Waltz - Land of Marshes
Land of marshes, fields of green
Fields of blue, skies serene
Down by the bridges, up in the trees
Born to breathe the salty air
★ Chorus ★
Meadow views and gold sunsets
Scarlet billows, red rosebeds
The fire melts, the soldier's dead
★ Verse 2 ★
Gales, they hold oh-so-swift
Happily, his sail did lift
Freed him from his earthly bonds
And marshy ponds kept him out of trouble
★ Chorus ★
Meadow views and gold sunsets
Scarlet billows, red rosebeds
The fire melts, thе soldier's dead
★ Instrumental Break ★
★ Verse 3 ★
Land of marshes, fiеlds of green
Fields of blue, skies serene
Down by the bridges, up in the trees
Born to breathe the salty air
★ Chorus ★
Meadow views and gold sunsets
Scarlet billows, red rosebeds
The fire melts, the soldier's dead
★ Outro ★
Whoa
Meadow views and gold sunsets
Scarlet billows, red rosebeds
The fire melts, the soldier's dead
Song Description:
edit soundcloudThe song tells the story of a soldier who finds solace and freedom in the marshy ponds and gales that lift his sail, freeing him from his earthly bonds. The instrumental break adds to the ethereal and dreamy atmosphere of the song.
As the song comes to a close, the outro repeats the imagery of meadow views, gold sunsets, scarlet billows, and red rosebeds, leaving the listener with a sense of nostalgia and longing for the beauty of the land of marshes. Overall, "Eli Waltz - Land of Marshes" is a poetic and evocative ode to the natural world and the peace it can bring to the soul.
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Eli Waltz
Biography
He is heralded for his whimsical, philosophical lyricism, unconventional chord progressions and gut-punching harmonica solos. He weaves in traditional Chinese music–inspired by months and years living in Beijing and Yunnan as a working musician–and classical music to create his signature folk rock sound.
His sound has many influences, earning him comparisons to musicians ranging from Ray Lamontagne to Pink Floyd to Shakey Graves to Gregory Alan Isakov. He aims to build upon and honor the legacies of his all-time favorites: Townes Van Zandt, John Lee Hooker, John Fahey, Beethoven and Guan Pinghu.
Waltz has shared the stage with nationally-recognized artists including Willie Carlise and Andrew Combs, and his music has received praise from Sir Paul McCartney among other musical heroes.
He is part of a new wave of up-and-coming American Blues and Folk artists residing in Washington, D.C., home of historic folk label Takoma Records, Skip James and many artists from whom he draws inspiration in his songwriting and performances.