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
balloon bellies narrow
Hands, do what you're bid;Bring the balloon of the mindThat bellies and drags in the windInto its narrow shed.
joy periods sustained temporary
he had an abiding sense of tragedy, which sustained him through temporary periods of joy.'
beings clearer gather life minds moment perhaps
we can make our minds so still like water. That beings gather about us to see their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer perhaps even with a fiercer life because of silence.
against alone believe candle master mind mothers spoke took
What do you think of when alone at night?Do not the things your mothers spoke about,Before they took the candle from the bedside,Rush up into the mind and master it,Till you believe in them against your will?
ambitious among choose dizzy flowering high life rains rich shape surely though until whatever
Surely among a rich man's flowering lawns,Amid the rustle of his planted hills,Life overflows without ambitious pains;And rains down life until the basin spills,And mounts more dizzy high the more it rainsAs though to choose whatever shape it wills. . . .
brought cannot century civilization despite hoped illusion life manifold peace raging
Civilization is hoped together, brought under a rule, under the semblance of peace by manifold illusion, but Man's life is thought, and he, despite his terror, cannot cease, ravening through century after century ravening, raging and uprooting, that
dog praised wild
But where's the wild dog that has praised his fleas?
bitter crafty gets godly land nobody
The land of fairy, where nobody gets old and godly and grave, where nobody gets old and crafty and wise, where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.
dream image last midnight rhyme stroke talk
The last stroke of midnight dies.All day in the one chairFrom dream to dream and rhyme to rhyme I have rangedIn rambling talk with an image of air:Vague memories, nothing but memories.
children hearts till
Their hearts are wild,As be the hearts of birds, till children come.
choose forced heavenly intellect man perfection raging refuse second
The intellect of man is forced to choose perfection of the life, or of the work, and if it take the second must refuse a heavenly mansion, raging in the dark.
grass hear run wind
I hear the wind a blowI hear the grass a grow,And all that I know, I know.But I will not speak, I will run away.
blow grass hear run wind
I hear the wind a blow I hear the grass a grow, And all that I know, I know. But I will not speak, I will run away.
deep hear lake low sounds water
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore. . . .I hear it in the deep heart's core.