Cassiopeia from Purcell's Revenge by Olivia Chaney, Concerto Caledonia, David McGuinness

Cassiopeia

Come play for me,
Cassiopeia,
With your lovely tone

In galaxies,
You divine
New religion

But we are only birds,
Each with a broken wing,
Dare I keep dismissing,

Coincidence, symptom,
Too blind to feel,
Telescopic horizons,
Starry scopes you heal,
As we ascend the tower,
We are family transcending

Jealousy,
Impatience,
Kills the dawn,
We’re to know

It’s far too late,
For this hate,
Represent the unexpected

And go where no man,
Has gone before,
Tend faith, acacia grove,
Holy whore

In coincidence, in symptom,
In blindness to feel,
Telescopic horizon,
Starry scopes you heal,
As we ascend the tower,
We are family transcending

And I slip around you in a pool of stars,
Push against what comes apart,
Grip loosens as another starts,
Devil’s devouring

Clamber up my ivory skin,
With your victorious ways of thinking
Walls fall before your eyes,
Angel or a heathen

In coincidence, symptom,
In blindness to feel,
Telescopic horizon,
Starry scopes you heal,
As we ascend the tower,
We are family transcending

Olivia Chaney

• Classical
• Scottish
• baroque
• folk
• traditional
• Glasgow