BetaMax from Trash, Etc. by Yoga Music

Every afternoon you buried me on the floor.
You'd pile them up and I would count down from four.
As she (mom) rolled the cassette, I always knew it was ours.
This quotidian ritual in video stone.

And I never knew that if you add it together I would be this far.
A future predetermining where we are.
A sensibility made from a southern star,
a constitution written with all my heart.

You knew you weren't his and that was ok.
He said "family's what matters son, anyway."
And though your chromosome origin is unknown,
he still gave you his brilliance and his aloof charm.

But I never knew that if you add it together you would go this far.
A future predetermining where you are.
A sensibility made from by a northern star (New Haven / West New Haven, CT),
a constitution written with all my heart.

• Acoustic
• Experimental
• Lakewood