Music to my Ears
Kristen is an excellent person. She stands higher than just about anyone else in my opinion--which is worth a lot. I mean, I love all three of those girls, no doubt; I'm not putting Kristen above B and Destinee. I don't really know what I mean by that. I suppose I am putting her above the other two, but it's not for lack of potential--she's just the one that picks up her phone (and, well, I don't know Dest's number). I wrote this song about them... and about me... and about... stuff.
I think this song is based on the presumption that, in the near future, I will be living the life of an outlaw, roughing it on the plains, when depression hits me and I return home to the tender care of my childhood friends. So, maybe the context is nonsensical, but song remains the same in its meaning.
I set out in Summer's heat
To make my wrongs to rights.
I waited out the bitter souls
And wandered sleepless through the night.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
I knew a couple of girls back home
That I thought might take me in.
They stripped me down and built me up
And washed me of my sin.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
I rubbed my fists into my eyes
And looked in front of me.
God's Golden Gates had opened up,
'Cause I was looking at my Destinee*.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
I got three loves that know their names,
And, God, I hope they hear.
They're the ones that saved my life,
And I know this much is true,
'Cause otherwise I'd fall apart
And I'd live my life in fear.
I dug my feet into the ground
I thought I'd fight for a thing or two.
I rambled on for days and nights,
'Til there were holes in the bottom of the soles of my shoes.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
--Suburban Homesick Blues, by Evan Flory
*I still don't know what this means. I wrote it as "Destinee" on the original copy of the song, but it was meant to just be "destiny". The idea that Destinee is what lies beyond the Golden Gates of Heaven is not only obscure, but it also could be sacrilegious. Do I, for some reason, see her as a gift to me? Huh. So I don't know yet if it's just a pun or if it means something... hm.
I think this song is based on the presumption that, in the near future, I will be living the life of an outlaw, roughing it on the plains, when depression hits me and I return home to the tender care of my childhood friends. So, maybe the context is nonsensical, but song remains the same in its meaning.
I set out in Summer's heat
To make my wrongs to rights.
I waited out the bitter souls
And wandered sleepless through the night.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
I knew a couple of girls back home
That I thought might take me in.
They stripped me down and built me up
And washed me of my sin.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
I rubbed my fists into my eyes
And looked in front of me.
God's Golden Gates had opened up,
'Cause I was looking at my Destinee*.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
I got three loves that know their names,
And, God, I hope they hear.
They're the ones that saved my life,
And I know this much is true,
'Cause otherwise I'd fall apart
And I'd live my life in fear.
I dug my feet into the ground
I thought I'd fight for a thing or two.
I rambled on for days and nights,
'Til there were holes in the bottom of the soles of my shoes.
I lost my money and I wasted time,
A friend of mine was hard to find.
But if I could just get back to that place
I just might find some peace inside.
--Suburban Homesick Blues, by Evan Flory
*I still don't know what this means. I wrote it as "Destinee" on the original copy of the song, but it was meant to just be "destiny". The idea that Destinee is what lies beyond the Golden Gates of Heaven is not only obscure, but it also could be sacrilegious. Do I, for some reason, see her as a gift to me? Huh. So I don't know yet if it's just a pun or if it means something... hm.