Waving at Airplanes

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I can see the heartland, but I’m trapped up in the belly of this plane, peeking through the cracks in the cargo hold, making my escape. ‘Cause I’m so tired of being high up here, and the ground is so inviting that it sings “You don’t have to be a stranger in this world anymore.” I was dressed up and messed up, and pressed against the coldest tower’s steel, lying quietly in my living room, completely unaware of how I feel. Somebody else’s melody crept in my head and I began to sing “I don’t want to be a stranger in this world anymore!” So I’ll be pacing ‘round in circles ‘til the sun comes up above the north side Spire, ‘til the crowds clear out from Grant Park to the sweet songs of the Gotham City Choir, ‘cause we were ready when the man came and threw us unexpected in the ring. We don’t have to be strangers in this world anymore. I saw the whole damned thing on the silver screen from the front seat of my car. It’s a place where mundane becomes holiness, where old love becomes loneliness, where the blood becomes scars. And if I can’t go back there at least then I could wake up where you are and sing a simple song… ‘cause I don’t think we have to be strangers in this world anymore. I knew a girl afraid of elevators, who told me she don’t have no fear of dying; but when the doors close, she’s swirling, just from standing there alone in her own mind. So if it’s all the same to you, babe, I’ll just take the stairs or jump straight out the blinds. I can’t afford to be a stranger in this world anymore. Now I’m facing the cars, watching them burn my eyes; rather be facing the clouds, watching them all go by. I’ve got my face in the stars, but I can’t stand so high. We gave this mess its grace, now we’re just waving at airplanes!

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from Solace, released February 29, 2012

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Delivering a polished, yet hard-hitting indie-pop sound that lies somewhere between Wilco, Dr. Dog and Elliot Smith, Ben Joseph and The Mathematics bring a soulful depth to songs you’ve never heard but feel like you’ve known your whole life.

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