The inspiration for this song is weird. It comes from a thousand different places that all have nothing at all to do with the end result. It comes from my recent hike in Ramanessin where my shoes got stuck in the mud, and from the concentration camps in Chechnya, and from an anthill I stepped on, and from the unseasonably warm weather and the flowers and leaves starting to bloom, and from this video I watched about using dead bodies to grow trees, and from this random guy on the internet who thought his son was gay because he has blue eyes.
And none of those things have anything to do with each other or this song except that they somehow all collided in my brain at the same time and made music happen.
Adrift You can live your whole life in a space the size of a shoe Build sandcastles And surface in the summer You can learn to build favors And break IOUs You can live your small life like you've got one There are ways to know that you've been set in your ways But you don't know them until you've been unsettled They cast you adrift While they were making waves Now you can't figure out What they've been making waves about. Hey Blue Open up your eyes You might be surprised The world is bigger than you know So come on, get up, let's go. I'll drive. I know that you're afraid of letting go And of letting the things you don't know show but even if you don't dream anymore there's a whole world out there that you ought to explore. Because someday when we die they'll plant you and you'll become a tree you'll grow tall and wide then human hands will cut you down and shape you a second time around. It might be tempting to put down roots to just stand there grow leaves, and get buried in the snow but while that's not such a bad life it's bad if it's the only life you know. So Blue come on, get up, let's go. So Blue come on, get up, let's go.