The confluence of grey and blue

Rupert's entry into the sanctuary

Beginning of track 5 

In the middle of his journey, Rupert notices the importance of walking with God and comes into the sanctuary, where he begins to worship with an introspective tune.


The confluence of grey and blue

Duration: 7:17


Lauro de Castro Netto: Arrangement, keyboards and programming

Rogério Proença: Guitar and acoustic guitar

Klaus de Geus: Vocals and synthesizers


Rupert's decision

End of track 5

After playing the tune, something comes to Rupert's mind. Suddenly, he feels that not everything around him would succeed in its natural course, not everything would follow the impeccable plan he had in mind. He then realizes the need to resume his journey, without knowing exactly how. He stops playing the tune and leaves.

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More about the song

This was the first song made in partnership with Paulo. He had written the lyrics when he met me at a festival. He came to me, after listening to my song that had been presented, and he said "I have lyrics that talk about the cemetery. Do you want to compose the song for it?". From there, a great friendship was born, as well as a song that escapes traditional sequences.

The narrative of the lyrics tells the story of Rupert walking in the middle of a cemitery, where he suddenly imagines himself talking to a dead person, about what this person regarded as truly important in his life. Finally Rupert asks him about the significance of the symbol of the cross which laid on his tomb. Had it been the reason of his life?

"The confluence of grey and blue"  begins with "Rupert's entry into the sanctuary" and finishes with "Rupert's decision".

ISRC: BR-KLU-23-00005

Lyrics

vagava sem rumo pelo cemitério,

pela longa avenida dos mortos,

caminhava a interpretar o porquê


daquelas fotos, aquelas catacumbas,

aqueles dizeres, aquelas estátuas,

aquelas flores, aquelas velas,

aquele cinza fúnebre,

aquelas velhas, aquele velório,

toda aquela alcova.


parei num túmulo e ali ao cadáver interroguei nos meus pensamentos.

na fachada da sua moradia o cinza com o incerto se confundia.


na sua cobertura, uma laje, uma cruz a tristeza decorava.

então pensei como se com ele falasse e a ele perguntasse:


- esta cruz que hoje te cobre estava contigo no teu coração?

- este símbolo que te sela foi na vida tua razão? 

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