most credit for this track needs to be given to Brian Oilar, who was just screwing around, tuning his guitar a few weeks ago and played something that sounded like this riff. we had both been drinking a bit and I told him that it was "fantastic" and to play it again. one take. we tweaked it a bit (soaked it in reverb), spliced the thing and looped it probably 30 times to make what you're about to hear. no drums. no piano. no midi-mutations. nothing. just a simple clip from a cheap electric guitar (which has recently been confirmed by Alex to be severely out of tune)...turned song.
though most might not realize it, this is by far the most personal i've been with my lyrics in quite some time. possibly ever. the song isn't written from my own perspective, but i'm sure you would have figured that out.
it's long and repetitive, so brace yourself. i'm thinking this would serve best as background music (homework, dish-washing, drinking with friends, browsing the web, etc.) for most. i also find it to be more bareable when driving, late-night.
but the apologies/alibies end there. i'm proud of this one.
i'm too old to be pulling this
driving around aimlessly all night like this
i'm unstable
and unable
to change
as i stare off into the black
headlights turned off and seat pulled way back
i recall you
and the life that i had
i start crying my grown woman tears
i've had so many saved up through the years
my daughter
she wouldn't be proud
for a brief moment you come back
you're at the table in the kitchen with me
it's thanksgiving
you're tracing your hand
and as the years pass your blonde hair turns brown
and i'm getting older and sick of this town
but i hide it
enduring
vicariously
there will come a time when you realize, my son
your moment has passed and your friends have moved on
when this happens
just know that you're loved
press play.
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