from Chris Merritt:
Virginia Is For Hoverers (Part II) (2010)
Has the world got you down? Here’s why – ‘cause baby, you can’t understand it all as hard as you try / Plus you’re broke right now, and that doesn’t help
I lay awake at night / I can’t dream with dead dreams / I’m just a loser with a mind, my Carolina
Man is a lamplight in the vacuum of space / You’ll probably die without the answers, Carolina
When I’m filled with dread then I go to a place in my head
Surfin’ and watchin’ the girls go by / Falling asleep on the sand / Wake to the surf washing over my hand
Surfin’ and watchin’ the world go by / Falling asleep on the sand / Wake to the surf washing over my hand
I was a burning sun then I blew myself up and made a home for you to live on, Carolina
Then evolution made you clever and cute and now you’re building a machine that will out-shine ya / My Carolina / My Carolina
There’s no Weinberg or Faust (or Dawkins or ???** or Hitchens or Hawking) when I close my eyes / There’s no cloud in the sky
When I’m surfin’ and watchin’ the girls go by / Falling asleep on the sand / Wake to the surf washing over my hand
Surfin’ and watchin’ the world go by / Falling asleep on the sand / Wake to the surf washing over my hand
** can anyone hear the name here? It would be some physicist or biologist or something, I forget who I said! Laptop speakers suck.
This tune is about the insanity of the bizarre and sometimes terrible situation we find ourselves in. Alone, doomed, mortal, ignorant.
Thinking about the beach makes me happy. Being on the beach makes me happier. I have no worries there. SO GET THIS: when I run into the ocean, I’m filled with this overwhelming sense of euphoria – I start giggling and splashing around like an overexcited weirdo with brain damage. Anyway, I always had this sense that it was a deep, genetic, biological euphoria – like something instinctual, a profound sense of being where I belong.
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