Jed Davis and Jack Beal - WOW It's Like Jupiter Or The Sun Or Something
from Song Foundry 3-Pack #021 by Jed Davis
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lyrics
WOW it's like Jupiter or the sun or something
It's like Jason Fineman is living in a bomb shelter or something
And there's this lead weight in there with him
It's so heavy it's pushing down a pothole in the floor
It's drawing everything to it, it's so heavy
It's even drawing in the light
He talks to his pals in the halls because
His external life in the dorms is like living in a bomb shelter too
He knows a guy who grows pot plants under a black light
Just think about that
The cool bucket
The cool earth
Those beetle-like seeds packed inside the cool earth
And the black light reaching down to them like cold hands
Slowly creeping
Penetrating the cool earth
Touching the seeds gently
Calling them up to the air
Calling the roots down into the earth
Chlorophyll drinks black light light
And leaves stretch out
Stretch out
To hands that will pluck them
Sift them
Smoke them
And I can only describe the things oppressing Jason Fineman cereally
The march
The march of yellow moons
Orange stars
Blue uniforms
Metal horseshoes
I want him to reach up through the dirt
And feel the sun
The sun
The sun
The sun
It's like Jason Fineman is living in a bomb shelter or something
And there's this lead weight in there with him
It's so heavy it's pushing down a pothole in the floor
It's drawing everything to it, it's so heavy
It's even drawing in the light
He talks to his pals in the halls because
His external life in the dorms is like living in a bomb shelter too
He knows a guy who grows pot plants under a black light
Just think about that
The cool bucket
The cool earth
Those beetle-like seeds packed inside the cool earth
And the black light reaching down to them like cold hands
Slowly creeping
Penetrating the cool earth
Touching the seeds gently
Calling them up to the air
Calling the roots down into the earth
Chlorophyll drinks black light light
And leaves stretch out
Stretch out
To hands that will pluck them
Sift them
Smoke them
And I can only describe the things oppressing Jason Fineman cereally
The march
The march of yellow moons
Orange stars
Blue uniforms
Metal horseshoes
I want him to reach up through the dirt
And feel the sun
The sun
The sun
The sun
credits
from Song Foundry 3-Pack #021,
released January 20, 2023
Produced by Jed Davis
Music by Jed Davis, words by Jack Beal, published by Eschatonality/ASCAP
Jack Beal: spoken word
Jed Davis: synthesizer
Recorded live by Jed Davis at Mother Earth's Café, Albany, NY
Mixed by Eric Jarvis
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek
Produced by Jed Davis
Music by Jed Davis, words by Jack Beal, published by Eschatonality/ASCAP
Jack Beal: spoken word
Jed Davis: synthesizer
Recorded live by Jed Davis at Mother Earth's Café, Albany, NY
Mixed by Eric Jarvis
Mastered by Chris Hanzsek
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Jed Davis Syracuse, New York
Song designer; founding member of The Hanslick Rebellion, Skyscape, Collider; oblivious to genre, trends and the passage of time.
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