From the recording Bold Enough To Say (2014)
"On Earth as it Is in Heaven" brings out both the formal and expressive devil whose delicious counterpoint so effectively offsets your angelic strains of heart, mind, and voice. Your ability to mine such visceral earthiness of sound and expression is an intrinsic component of the effectiveness of your elegiac heights, the bottom range of a robust voice whose top is divine. Here the formal components superbly reflect the expressive content, gutsy, earthy, rough. The juxtaposition of notions of heaven and eternity with the agonizing crucible of earthly mortality and all it entails is a stunning distillation of the conundrum of spiritual-but-enfleshed humanity, the nature of evil, the price of so-called free will, the vagaries of justice and sin, the admonition emergent from that economy clear: Make a difference; rearrange reality - precisely what you are doing in this song, in this opera. - Ethan
Written and Produced by Billy Webster
Lead Guitar by Carl Basler
Bass by Scott Harding
Drums by Jesse Maynard
Recorded at Unfinished Storage Studio
(c) Shampoo Girl Music, 2014
Lyrics
On earth as it is in heaven were it not for me you might try to come together until I make you disagree
On earth as it is in heaven that doesn’t sound right to me you may want to make a difference and rearrange reality
What goes down here won’t fly there what makes you think that I would care eternity don’t compare to urgency or despair
On earth as it is in heaven free will ain’t free the cost is to live with evil and to deny that it could be
On earth in the shape of justice you might call it sin on earth as it is in heaven you’re damned to do it all again
What goes down here don’t fly there what makes you think that I should care eternity don’t compare to urgency or despair
On earth as it is in heaven that’s where I’ll be you go try to make a difference I’ll rearrange reality
What goes down here won’t fly there what makes you think that I would care eternity don’t compare to urgency or despair
My mind’s a snake, it’s twisted and bent it knows how to lie, and I’m gonna try to lure and entice, attack and distract every day, until you die ‘cause here on earth, you’re gonna find reflective corners of your mind leave a trace, however slight of heaven’s precious inner light.