this is one of the best things he's recorded in the past two years. i think the meaning is pretty obvious - it reminds me of the end of summer/beginning of fall, when the air first starts to get real crisp in the morning. he's going through life, with memories that are still attached to him, like shackles on his ankles. this gal really did a number on him.
"i sleep by the window sill
sounding out and dream for real
of simple times of hands in tangle,
fingers engaged" - pure genius.
this is one of the best things he's recorded in the past two years. i think the meaning is pretty obvious - it reminds me of the end of summer/beginning of fall, when the air first starts to get real crisp in the morning. he's going through life, with memories that are still attached to him, like shackles on his ankles. this gal really did a number on him.
"i sleep by the window sill sounding out and dream for real of simple times of hands in tangle, fingers engaged" - pure genius.