From the recording A House in Massachussetts


evan - guitar, vocals, harmonica last year my dad got all excited about our house in massachusetts he wanted to make outside of it look real nice real nice like the other real nice houses in massachusetts so he put on a big addition and hired this young kid to come and plant lots of plants around the outside of the house dad watered them every day oh he took such good care of them it looked really nice, if you’re into that kind of thing and in the backyard a little pond by the patio and a little waterfall where the water always flowed up through a little tube in the little pond that brought the water to the top and there were even little fish, i think they were orange but then a massachusetts winter came we got about fifty feet of snow and the plants were all buried, and the pond i think it froze the fish probably died, but i’ll probably never know cuz when springtime comes i’m most likely going to louisiana or maybe pittsburgh i’m not really sure yet i’ll let you know one december morning dad and i got up real early and took the dogs down to the old sledding hill no one else was there so we left our footprints proudly in the snow and it felt just like the old days back when i was half as old oh i was not so old how did i get so old? we stood for a long time, a good long time up there on the hill while the dogs barked and ran around like they were crazy and i could hardly feel it through my big red winter jacket when dad put his arm on my shoulder and he said “look at the way the snow climbs in the trees it’s nice. it’s real real nice.” and if i were bob dylan i’d use that little story as a jumping off point to teach you all a lesson about sharing about caring about the uselessness of staring at all of the things that we collect that we call our wealth but i am not bob dylan, even though i’ve got curly hair and play the guitar and my voice is kind of whiny no i am not bob dylan, but i’m also not too sure who i am so maybe i should just shut up but while i’ve got these two chords buzzing i may as well keep talking see if i might have something to say sometimes i get so scared and i think the world is ending and you and i are the last chance we have left and other times i sit on the ground and i look at things like stars and planets and little tiny bugs and mostly i just feel small and like i shouldn’t think too much at all i definitely think too much these days what a crazy time for us to be alive