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This is another song that reflects my obsession with 60's pop. It was recorded on my friends Pro Tools rig.
My friend Scott played drums, and Io played bass and sang backups. We have played together off and on for 10 years now. Typically, we play the song once or twice, and then add backups, and any extra overdubs (in this case a slide solo). In this case, we had all gone camping at the beach in Santa Barbara the week before; and Io and I worked out the harmonies a little bit.
The song is about how we had gone on tour for a long time, and when we came home, there was a totally different scene. I felt a little outside of it all (kind of like I didn't know anyone at my own party), but at the same time I was happy that I didn't feel the need to try and horn in on their scene (in a pathetic attempt at staying young and relevant - which I'm not). This song is basically about coming to terms with getting older, and not completely relating to my successors. It's how it should be; and now I'm totally cool with it.
My friend Scott played drums, and Io played bass and sang backups. We have played together off and on for 10 years now. Typically, we play the song once or twice, and then add backups, and any extra overdubs (in this case a slide solo). In this case, we had all gone camping at the beach in Santa Barbara the week before; and Io and I worked out the harmonies a little bit.
The song is about how we had gone on tour for a long time, and when we came home, there was a totally different scene. I felt a little outside of it all (kind of like I didn't know anyone at my own party), but at the same time I was happy that I didn't feel the need to try and horn in on their scene (in a pathetic attempt at staying young and relevant - which I'm not). This song is basically about coming to terms with getting older, and not completely relating to my successors. It's how it should be; and now I'm totally cool with it.
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Lyrics
Some get worn
Some get used
Some get torn
And some get bruised
If there's a reason why, I don't know
Some get tossed about
Some get lost
Some show promise and finally move on
If there's a reason why, I don't know
I'm the architect of my own life
I can change myself any time
I'm the one who puts my feet on the ground
With every step I take
Some get seasoned and some get burned
Some fall out and end up in the dirt
If there's a reason why, I don't know
I'm the architect of my own life
I can change myself any time
I'm the one who puts my feet on the ground
With every step I take
Some make friends and then
Some make fools of themselves
Every night when they're strutting around
If there's a reason why, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Some get used
Some get torn
And some get bruised
If there's a reason why, I don't know
Some get tossed about
Some get lost
Some show promise and finally move on
If there's a reason why, I don't know
I'm the architect of my own life
I can change myself any time
I'm the one who puts my feet on the ground
With every step I take
Some get seasoned and some get burned
Some fall out and end up in the dirt
If there's a reason why, I don't know
I'm the architect of my own life
I can change myself any time
I'm the one who puts my feet on the ground
With every step I take
Some make friends and then
Some make fools of themselves
Every night when they're strutting around
If there's a reason why, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
TobinMueller
Love the easy feel, the almost Hawaiian surfer traveling folk musician teflon vibe. Perfect for the lyric. Really nice.