Here’s a quarky, short, and simple song, very much a wordplay experiment — that just stuck with me for many years.  There’s just something to it that I find enjoyable, but I just can’t quite put a finger on the why.

It’s about as simple as it goes — three identical verses, no chorus, and a bridge section that happens twice.  But the cast of characters is quite unusual.  Cameroon?  Bamboo?  Kangaroo?  It sounds like a children’s book.  And title is definitely a riff on the other song of mine, Lunar Ascent — when I wrote it, I thought, well, if that one’s lunar ascent, then this one is solar.  No, there’s really no logic involved.  It’s just me fooling around.

Aristotle's Hope: Solar Ascent

 

Cameroon
No way to freeze-frame your cartoon
There’re too many lines in your tune
I’ve forgotten how your arms keep me warm
From your endless dune

Kangaroo
Please blow up then polish your kazoo
I’m way out of line from your tattoo
So please show me how to slow me down
From this fake rescue
Miscue

You look it up online and believe
I took away the hand to receive

Bamboo
I wish you never withdrew
You’re not alone to want to undo
So when you find your last glue melt away
I’ll still be with you