the first iteration of this song can be heard in "some jams to spice up your quarantine..." at some point during 'Marmalade,' which was just me aimlessly picking while Ally did some yoga/breathing, I picked a pattern that just stuck with me, because I had NEVER picked a D major chord that I actually felt cool about. That song grew into something far bigger than my appreciation for D major, maybe a new horizon in my songwriting... I began using D major in a handful of songs that are special to me.
Anyways, this song is just me singing to my old self, who is hopefully sitting on his plot of property converted into an animal sanctuary. I sing this song not only to old me, but to all the animals that will one day call it home, and call me 'poppa'.
Tim is also someone I don't love, which is the joke in that lyric. I actually hate him. Fuck you, Tim.
This is probably the only song on the record that I feel is summery. It warms me to play it, and Maybe this is much needed warmth after the icy heaviness of this record. Thanks for making it all the way here.
The photo of Sleepy G at Milkcrate (a now-closed down record store in Kelowna, BC.) is one of my favourites. Rest in peace Milkcrate. Here's to you, and all those who support physical music.
lyrics
cause i’m layin’ on the farm
something about it
something about June
cause I found you like a feather in a
place where
heaven dropped it
surrounded by the weather and
the weight of
summer solace
all you wanted
but until i can love you it’s all a dream
i’m flying endless circles above you
never crossing
eventually break my own soul to say
we could share another bowl i make
we could watch until it rots instead
it’s all we have
sprawling wives
and horizon rigs
hella comments
all you wanted
exhausted, lost, anonymous and i’m high
in the two skies
in your blue eyes
along for all the moments that await
getting too blazed
didn’t do wise
and now lovers sending love out from the sea
i can already feel the waves
crush against me
coming up to my shoulders
coming up for air
coming up to my shoulders
coming up for air
coming out Tim I love you
coming up to there
coming up today
coming up tonight
ooo
eventually break my own heart in two
pour another glass of wine for you
i let you do this cause it makes you smile
it’s awful sad
sounds so bad
but it’s not so hard
laying on the farm
laying on it
laying on the farm
something about it
laying on the farm
something about it
waking up in the morning
rolling er through the deaths
waking up every morning
rolling east to west
waking up cause i love you
waking up cause i love you
waking up on air
waking up cause i love you
waking up every morning
rolling it through the debts
waking up in the morning
rolling east to west
waking up on air
waking up on air
waking up on air
credits
from sky high,
released February 6, 2023
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