Odd Thing

LYRICS

"Maybe next year, when the debt is gone,
when the car's paid off, and the house is done."
So we ran, and we ran, and we ran, from this so long
and now we see just how fucking wrong we were.

Plucked out of nothing, now you're here
What an odd thing, to be right here
Plucked out some dark vacuum, now you're here
What an odd thing, to be alive in the 21st century, right here, right now.
Right into this town.

I love you Elodie,
I do, I do, I do..
Can't believe you're really here,
Can't believe the things you do.
I love you senselessly,
Like any old dad should,
And as the world keeps spinnin' round
I'll be here, solid wood.

Maybe next time, we won't wait so long
Need a friend for you, need a friend for us,
Cause it's so obvious that it just isn't working out
The radio silence of our friends' static sound.

Plucked out of nothing, now you're here
What an odd thing, to be right here
Plucked out some dark vacuum, now you're here
What an odd thing, to be alive in the 21st century, right here, right now.
Right into this house.

I love you Elodie,
I do, I do, I do..
Can't believe you're really here,
Can't believe the things you do.
I love you senselessly,
Like any old dad should,
And as the world keeps spinnin' round
I'll be here, solid wood.

All we had was nothing compared to this,
all we want is this.
I love you Elodie,
I do, I do, I do..
Can't believe you're really here,
Can't believe the things you do.
I love you senselessly,
Like any old dad should,
And as the world keeps burnin' down,
I'll be here, solid wood. 


LINER NOTES
Released as the first single of the album, before it even was an album, Odd Thing is quite obviously a song for my daughter. In her newborn days, I would sing the chorus as a lullaby to her while she was falling asleep. I decided to make it into an actual song, risking all forms of cheese in the process.  But I'm glad I did it. It's a nice refreshing song on an album filled with heavy content. I feel like having a child completely reset my brain. For the first few weeks, I would sit there and think, "what the actual fuck? what are humans? we all came from this?", and that got me thinking about what an absolutely insane lottery we win, to be born into this life; into this time and place. Now that she's almost three, she requests this song, and that makes me so damn happy. I'm so glad I wrote it.


PROGRESS CLIPS


CREDITS

Written and Produced by Brandon Peterson 

Additional Production and Mixing by Dan Bouza

Mastered by David Lipps