William Butler
William Butler
Multi-instrumentalist for the band Arcade Fire who plays bass, synth, guitar, and percussion. He has also worked on movie soundtracks, like the one for Her.
ProfessionGuitarist
Date of Birth6 October 1982
memories ambition garden
A spot whereon the founders lived and died Seemed once more dear than life; ancestral trees, Or gardens rich in memory glorified Marriages, alliances, and families, And every bride's ambition satisfied.
wind blame
when we have blamed the wind we can blame love....
feet hypocrisy safety
The Bishop has a skin, God knows, Wrinkled like the foot of a goose, (All find safety in the tomb.) Nor can he hide in holy black The heron's hunch upon his back, But a birch-tree stood my Jack....
green hunger ugliness
The wrong of unshapely things is a wrong too great to be told; I hunger to build them anew and sit on a green knoll apart....
god running nature
All that could run or leap or swim Whether in wood, water or cloud, Acclaiming, proclaiming, declaiming Him.
nature moon men
on the instant clamorous eaves, A climbing moon upon an empty sky, And all that lamentation of the leaves, Could but compose man's image and his cry.
men politics thrones
The Muse is mute when public men Applaud a modern throne.
goes-on revolution cannons
Hurrah for revolution and cannon come again! The beggars have changed places, but the lash goes on.
reality mirrors glasses
Gaze no more in the bitter glass The demons, with their subtle guile, Lift up before us when they pass, Or only gaze a little while....
marriage real despair
Maybe the bride-bed brings despair, For each an imagined image brings And finds a real image there....
roots fire miracle
Where the world ends The mind is made unchanging, for it finds Miracle, ecstasy, the impossible hope, The flagstone under all, the fire of fires, The roots of the world.
alive lovers
for never yet Has lover lived, but longed to wive Like them that are no more alive.
drinking men dancing
Come swish around my pretty punk And keep me dancing still That I may stay a sober man Although I drink my fill.
heart rocks two
I broke my heart in two So hard I struck. What matter? for I know That out of rock, Out of a desolate source, Love leaps upon its course.