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I don't know too much about where this song came from other than being alive. I don't really know where most of my songs come from. I remember writing it in my one-room shack in Malden, Mass. I called the shack the Broken Apartment because every day something new broke. Despite the broken apartment, it was a glorious time in my life, with a lot of new friends and new songs. This song was like the thunder I heard and continue to hear in my head in the middle of the night- waking up and not being able to sleep and trying to figure out the world and my place in it. I guess it's about the fleeting nature of life, the constant passage of time and the beauty of it all.

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I sit at home on a Wednesday and I paint
I lay awake at night and I paint the pain
and baby, oh baby sometimes I think I'm going crazy
And me too you know I'm the craziest of the bunch
I'm all confused I'm outa lunch and outa touch

Time rolls slow in the daytime and I'm dreaming
I see a landscape of mountains and its pleasin'
It's so busy, so busy

And it's like an angel in the snow
Like an echo with the vibration
It's like an angel in the snow
And I don't know

I sit at home on a Thursday and I faint
And there's plastic all around me, it's a plastic rape
I watch the earth and it's dying
And superman he ain't flying, no more

I bet it's real hard to get old mama
Oh ain't it real hard to get old mama
And sometimes I think what it'd be like if you died
I lay in the night and I start to cry
And I can't stop the tears though
Even though its the fear though
And mama I love you
You did the best that you could

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Sometimes I see the whole world is on fire
And I see little kids try and they get higher and higher
And I turn on my TV and I'm just another buyer
Oh but when I got a show you know that I'll make a flier
And what's it all mean?
I'm not a machine

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from Bootleg Series: Live at Club Passim 2004, released June 24, 2004

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Bryan McPherson Los Angeles, California

Bryan McPherson, a fiery, folk-playing, Boston native, was called west in July of 2010. Bryan now tours internationally and bases himself out of Los Angeles, California.

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