Uploaded October 2020 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
From Luka Kuplowsky's album 'Stardust', out now from Mama Bird Recording Co. (US/World) & Next Door Records (Canada). Buy/save/stream/share: https://smarturl.it/mb041
Concept by Luka Kuplowsky
Hanging Marsyas and Body Mirror by Evan Penny
Video by Colin Medley
colinmedley.com
evanpenny.com
/// Players:
Luka Kuplowsky - Voice, Nylon String Guitar
Thom Gill - Electric Guitar, Wurlitizer
Josh Cole - Fretless Bass, Synth Bass
Evan Cartwright - Drums
Aline Homzy - Violin, Viola
Beth Silver - Cello
/// Lyrics:
She heard the news
Could not believe
He could be taken away
To wrestle from the grip of death
And then so swiftly pull away
The world is only big and grand
When nothing is personal
The world can get so small you know
Suffocate body and soul
Did I make an angel blush
With my suffering?
My loss?
Or was it never enough?
Did that angel brush me off like stardust?
Some quiet energy has taken hold of my weakness
Splintered from humanity
A shred of gentle kindness
I licked my wounds and kissed the world
Speak my language Sister Mary
Am I grounded on this earth?
Or writing my obituary?
From Luka Kuplowsky's album 'Stardust', out now from Mama Bird Recording Co. (US/World) & Next Door Records (Canada). Buy/save/stream/share: https://smarturl.it/mb041
Concept by Luka Kuplowsky
Hanging Marsyas and Body Mirror by Evan Penny
Video by Colin Medley
colinmedley.com
evanpenny.com
/// Players:
Luka Kuplowsky - Voice, Nylon String Guitar
Thom Gill - Electric Guitar, Wurlitizer
Josh Cole - Fretless Bass, Synth Bass
Evan Cartwright - Drums
Aline Homzy - Violin, Viola
Beth Silver - Cello
/// Lyrics:
She heard the news
Could not believe
He could be taken away
To wrestle from the grip of death
And then so swiftly pull away
The world is only big and grand
When nothing is personal
The world can get so small you know
Suffocate body and soul
Did I make an angel blush
With my suffering?
My loss?
Or was it never enough?
Did that angel brush me off like stardust?
Some quiet energy has taken hold of my weakness
Splintered from humanity
A shred of gentle kindness
I licked my wounds and kissed the world
Speak my language Sister Mary
Am I grounded on this earth?
Or writing my obituary?










