Every Baby Satellite
Skirmish: Statue of Limitations (@atornberg)
Liner Notes
#singersongwriter #skirmish Language and style close the distance, or they create it.
Lyrics
I wish I had a big bass drum I always did admire that sound What I would give for a tripod Feet on the ground
People have words at their fingers People who can say what they feel I try to follow their footsteps To get to what’s real
No words for the things that I see Or if there are I never get them right Instead I’m looking at the world through Every baby satellite
I wish I had a big spool of wire I wish I could plug into the scene Someone out there might Know what I mean
I studied globalized English The translator soon enough breaks Everyone in the world must See the mistakes
No words for the things that I see Or if there are I never get them right Instead I’m looking at the world through Every baby satellite
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I love the thought of the connection and disconnection and struggling to connect, and still being misunderstood. Language, tone, meaning, all of it is so subjective. Great melody as well!
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So many great lines here, but this one really got me: "I wish I had a big spool of wire/I wish I could plug into the scene" Great skirmish!
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I've always wished for a big bass drum too. Or some timpanies! You got the words right on this one. I feel detachment and isolation in these lyrics.
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What I like best is that I am trying to imagine looking through the world through a satellite and you ate allowing me to interpret the meaning of that phrase. Is the baby a satellite or is the satellite just small?