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I've been living in a dustbowl with half closed eyes
And if I believe the radio the levy is dry
There is sick on the pavement from seven weeks ago
Nothing is sacred, not even our home
Feels like there's a drug dust filling up my nose
I won't be sorry anymore
Since January 1st
When everything got rained on
Washed away the dirt
Saw the heavens letting go
In a melancholy burst
Everything got rained on
Didn't even hurt
Everything has changed, not for better or for worse
Are they tears or is it rain?
Doesn't matter anymore
In the end they're both the same
We're less filthy than before
Didn't ask for a downpour
Didn't need a flood
Still I think I found the answer somewhere in the mud
All this lying in the sun doesn't fill my cup
I won't be sorry anymore
Since January 1st
When everything got rained on
Washed away the dirt
Saw the heavens letting go
In a melancholy burst
Everything got rained on
Didn't even hurt
I won't be sorry anymore
Since January 1st
When everything got rained on
Washed away the dirt
Saw the heavens letting go
In a melancholy burst
Everything got rained on
Didn't even hurt
I don't plan on feeling empty for any longer than I must
If California needs a drink, I'll be joining her for one
And if I believe the radio the levy is dry
There is sick on the pavement from seven weeks ago
Nothing is sacred, not even our home
Feels like there's a drug dust filling up my nose
Since January 1st
When everything got rained on
Washed away the dirt
Saw the heavens letting go
In a melancholy burst
Everything got rained on
Didn't even hurt
Are they tears or is it rain?
Doesn't matter anymore
In the end they're both the same
We're less filthy than before
Didn't ask for a downpour
Didn't need a flood
Still I think I found the answer somewhere in the mud
All this lying in the sun doesn't fill my cup
Since January 1st
When everything got rained on
Washed away the dirt
Saw the heavens letting go
In a melancholy burst
Everything got rained on
Didn't even hurt
Since January 1st
When everything got rained on
Washed away the dirt
Saw the heavens letting go
In a melancholy burst
Everything got rained on
Didn't even hurt
If California needs a drink, I'll be joining her for one
Song Info
Submitted by
snoopdodd On May 18, 2018
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I think this song is a double narrative describing Scott Hutchison's struggle with life in California (touched on in Owl John's Los Angeles Be Kind) and also a struggle with alcohol (Frightened Rabbit's I Wish I Was Sober).
1st verse covers how dry life in California is. The sick on the pavement hasn't been washed away as there's been no rain.
The line saying all this lying in the sun doesn't fill my cup is him saying the California lifestyle of sunbathing isn't for him.
The final line of if California needs a drink, I'll be joining her for one is what made me notice the alcohol references and reassess the whole song.
Living in a dust bowl, half closed eyes. He's living dry of alcohol and only half awake. I think the sick on the pavement is his from a drunken time before he agreed to give being dry a go. Nothing being sacred meaning he was often drunk at home.
I won't be sorry anymore since January 1st is a reference to Dry January or a new years resolution not to drink. Maybe he's tried it a few times and it's been a terrible experience for him abstaining from it.
Everything has changed I think is a reference to the struggle in the relationship over drinking. Didn't ask for a downpour didn't ask for a flood means that he didn't want to get wasted he just wanted a casual drink. Living a dry lifestyle doesn't fill his cup.
I don't plan on being empty for any long than a month suggests that other than a Dry January he's never giving up drinking long term and if someone wants a drink (California) then he's going to join in.
It's a fantastic song, the lyrics have produced exceptional depth. It's another example of Hutchison's lyrical genius. He's going to be a massive miss.