Story Behind The Song

Written around a campfire July 4th 2023. Studio track produced by Derek Vanderhorst and recorded live in Golden, CO in November 2023. Featuring Gabe Witcher on fiddle.

Lyrics

Sittin on your own with a thought that you thought was your own
Thought it was original, thought you were invisible
Now you got a minute to think about what you shoulda known
Knowing that was critical, maybe you're not invisible
Maybe you're just one
of two types of guys,
One who wants to cry
and one who is already cryin'
and just wants to stop

Livin with a dream in obscurity that you never see
Blinded by infinity, spendin time impossibly
Never coulda been a believer like you couldn't believe
Cuz you're figurin out the mystery, busy as a buzzin bee
Maybe you're just one
of two types of bees
One who's in for the honey
One who's in for love
and just wants to stop

Rowin down the road and alert to any twitch in the rows
Visor down and movin slow, Rowboat Cop on patrol
Maybe for the best to not move along so fast
Furiously skimmin past
Missin all the evidence
Maybe you're just one
Of some kind of lucky
Who was in for love
Who was in for the honey
And just needed to stop


Sittin on my own with a thought that I thought was my own
Thought it was original, thought I was invisible
Now I got a reason to think about what I shoulda known
Knowin what was critical, maybe I'm not invisible,
maybe I'm not invisible, maybe I'm not invisible,
Maybe you can see me