...& Everything After from Insomniac by Brandon Brooks
The second part of a two-parter about growing older and moving on from trauma and self-loathing.
A fun tidbit for this track, which I will go further into in the next track, but I lost my voice in December of 2023 and had only gotten like half of my range back by the end of January 2024. The morning that I recorded this song, my voice was acting up and I was coughing horribly, so I drank some tea and put a lozenge in the bottom of my mouth, under my tongue, and recorded the whole song that way.
Two lozenges through a period of two or so hours, in my mouth the entire time I recorded all the vocal lines and harmonies. I don't know, it's just a funny little "behind the curtain" thing, because I hit some decent notes in this one and it's all because I had a goddamn Halls in my mouth. Anyways.
Tracklist
| 12. | ...& Everything After | 3:21 |
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Far
Away from the lights,
Away from the noises,
Is a quiet little town.
There,
In the back of a car,
From the passenger mirror,
Is a tree falling down.
Chorus1:
Let go,
It's done and dusted,
And though it lingers,
It's just the shape of where you've been.
Come home someday,
Worn and rusted,
And trace the scripture back to the source,
With dirty fingers.
And everything changes.
Verse 2:
Daydreams,
Of growing too old, too fast,
With the hound on my heels, at last,
Yeah, they're pulling me astray.
One day,
When I'm dead and I'm gone,
All the things that I've known, all that I've done,
Will be lost to the waves.
Chorus 2:
I'm up
For a few more hours,
Til the hum of the silence
Is all that I hear.
I'm done
With pity and mercy;
When the sun also rises,
I'll kill it with kindness.
And everything changes.
And everything changes.
And everything changes.
And everything changes.
