A very personal song about the frailty of life, and the beauty in tragedy.
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We got into music at first largely as a way to transform some personal tragedies into art, a personal expression that could help deal with the pain. We started writing this songs lyrics after hearing some sirens fly by our apartment and wanted to capture how we felt for the people who's lives would be most affected by wherever those sirens were headed. A little while later we were at the grocery store. Otis was joking with the checkout girl about a smiley face he had drawn on the electronic signature. After joking the girl began to shake and fell to the ground with a seizure. Her heart and breathing stopped until a doctor in line resuscitated her. We went home and immediately finished this song about personal tragedy and the way it intersects all out lives.
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The siren’s Doppler only grows louder
For the person’s life that has forever been altered
A heart that gave out or a psyche that faltered
Good night, dear friend, good night.
Swirling lights piercing blue and red
Bringing no light at all on the path you tread
A sandbox elation except where you stand
Goodbye, dear friend, goodbye.
A shaking hand that I will never see
A broken home, a broken family
Candles light the flowers bright, a horror of tranquility
Sleep tight, dear friend, sleep tight
What if my voice was the last thing that you’d ever hear?
A joke about my smiley face before you disappeared.
The panic surrounds you here
Please be alright, dear friend, all right
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