Take from me. Don’t keep it to yourself, just give it all away. I believe the times we’re living in have oversimplified these feelings, we take them for granted now. All you see is fleeting like the glances on the subway late at night. You work too much and all your friends and family are convinced you’re dead. And I’m the one who feels short of breath. Well, short of breathing, I feel I could leave this all behind, throw it to the wayside. And I’m no Orpheus as long as you insist that this won’t work for us, so I will bide my time until those stars align. Take it from me: your principles are foundations, not boundaries. But we hold these truths to be absolute while all we see and all we read is bad news after convoluted bad news. How can we expect to move on? The air we breathe has been here for eons. But the magnets in the sun are switching, and atlas is an old man shifting his weight. We’re numbering the days like we had made them with bricks and paint. Our ears tuned out the song between the ground and the atmosphere. The greatest theme, and we’re nearly free. The greatest theme, and we’re nearly free. Are you alone? We’re each alone, we’re all alone. But you’re not alone. If you’re alone then we are each and all alone.
credits
from Heliotrope (2011),
released March 1, 2011
with Meyer Brown on bass
West Virginia country-folk singer-songwriter Trae Sheehan aims to find a balance between the traditional and the modern on his new LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 29, 2020