Analog Summer
Compose a lively guitar-driven song with acoustic drums and bass, drawing inspiration from Gen X anthems. Exclude synthesizers to keep the sound raw and organic.
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a handprint on the sliding glass door
I keep meaning to wipe it down
but then I don't
They're building another strip mall where the field used to be
where we'd let him run until his legs gave out
Now it's just rebar and dirt
[Verse 2]
I'm driving the same loop my dad drove
dropping off, picking up, forgetting the permission slip
The cosmos doesn't care if you're tired
The universe expands whether you made breakfast or not
I read somewhere that gravity's just the Earth falling
and we're all falling with it
[Chorus]
So I'm here
So I'm here
So I'm here beneath it all
[Verse 3]
She asked me why people have to die
and I said something about cycles
but I was really just stalling
buying time to figure out what I believe
The homework's on the table
The shoes are by the door again
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
Sometimes at the park I'll see the ridge behind the swings
before they put the condos up
and I can't remember if it looked like that
or if I'm making it bigger than it was
My daughter's laughing on the slide
and I'm trying to be right here
[Chorus]
So I'm here
So I'm here
So I'm here beneath it all
So I'm here
[Outro]
There's a handprint on the sliding glass door
I'm gonna leave it there awhile
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