Story Behind The Song
One of our slide based songs. Personally meaningful due to its political nature.
Song Description
A radio friendly song to more than one radio format. The lyrics evoke the mood of the nation without ever being divisive or overly mean spirited. The chorus is catchy and the verses are relatable and pretty. It culminates with a strong build.
| Song Length |
4:06 |
Genre |
Rock - Alternative, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Poignant, Distressed |
Subject |
Liberal, Progressive, War |
| Similar Artists |
The Allman Brothers Band, Led Zeppelin |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Nine to five, five to midnight, all we got baby is all night/
Moonlight it’s like sunshine, but less bright and shines for less time.
Peach parts, pits and seedlings, with each start I hit the ceiling/
Plants in rows, seeds go which ways. I can’t explode, at least not these days.
We’re no worse off than knights and serfs were/
At least not these days. For these are critical times.
In a box but can’t find the last wall/
I take vacations at noon to the last stall/
I smile and nod to phones that don’t want me/
Lay them down and mutter don’t taunt me.
We’re no worse off than knights and serfs were/
At least not these days. For these are critical times.
We cherish dreams and squander chances/
We getting old at high school dances/
After hours, absent cowards
No umbrellas yield baby showers
These are critical times.