Nocturne no.2 - Cradle Song

This is another aside-to-MoM piece, as it was a June composition. I was in the studio with Vatche, and we decided to run off a quick recording, and it turned out great!

Vatche has agreed to record piano pieces written during MoM, so consider writing a piece for piano over the next few days. I'll let you know what the recording date will be, but it won't be for a little while so no rush.

Here's the nocturne:

And here's the poem, from which this takes its name:

Cradle Song

The angels are stooping
Above your bed;
They weary of trooping
With the whimpering dead.
God's laughing in Heaven
To see you so good;
The Sailing Seven
Are gay with His mood.
I sigh that kiss you,
For I must own
That I shall miss you
When you have grown. 

W.B.Yeats