two get in

welcome to week three of year two. this weeks song has had a few titles in the last 8 minutes, and i decided finally to go with this one:

“two get in” (click it, i dare you)

MUSIC

piano/vocal. a little tune and changes that i was playing with this week at one of the studios where i teach. i liked the sort of old-timey character of the changes, and wrote a melody around ‘em. that’s mostly it on the music end. pretty straight ahead.

WORDS

the words for this one went through about three versions, from bad to not quite as bad to not as bad, which is what we have here. also, the focus/subject of the lyrics changed a bit between versions, but were all leaning on this idea of independence/dependence verses communal/isolationist if that makes any sense. i’ll post the words below…right now:

i had a bike
i rode it through the night
through the cold
country

i never showed
but i’m allowed some cold
personal
history

but i tell the tale
when that avails
something about me

and maybe i share
because you weren’t there
to see me

preoccupied
perhaps with breaking ties
growing up
or something

but i’m alive
only because i tried
and someboday
helped me

so we call it names
think of things to blaim
for our calamities

and this interests me
but i’ll wait and see
communily

I WANT OUT
I WANT OUT
TO GET IN

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the “out” in the all-caps ending section is meant to be an object, a noun. “out” and “in” being focus or attention. i never know how far into “what’s it about” to explain, but i’ll field questions about it. think of it this way, the original version was about how people’s attention for each other is a strange mix of out and in, and i was claiming that most people’s is more selfish than they’ll admit. but these lyrics got pretty dark and made me depressed for an afternoon, so i changed them a bit, realizing that they were heavier than i actually feel. i wasn’t writing from my feeling, i was creating one. so, this one has similar ideas about dependence, which i call “community” in this case, of which i’m a firm believer. let’s also just say that i’ve been feeling sort of anti-social lately and loving it. trapped in my basement making music. sometimes, for some reason, it’s brilliant to be alone.  any day now, i’ll need to break out and kick it with the peeps, and thems the cycles.