The Quickening

LYRICS
Little hands reaching up from out your womb,
into the bright white room.
Little lungs filling up.
To feel your touch, to get to know you.

And she will love you so very much,
unconditionally, unbelievable.
And she will turn you to dust,
no longer hardened to the touch.
A flashbulb memory. 

A summer morning,
your mom and I in the great room,
sharing a happy cry,
cause life had been so very hard,
and in that moment, the tight knot we harvested fell apart.

When we knew that light was on its way,
the darkest dark of days were passing by.
When we saw you on that X-ray screen,
so perfect, so serene.
Nothing before mattered at all.

And she will love you so very much,
unconditionally, unbelievable.
And she will turn you to dust,
no longer hardened to the touch.
A flashbulb memory.


LINER NOTES
This song is certainly the biggest departure on the album. It started as a pretty standard folk-strummy song. I'd been meaning to mic up my upright piano for awhile, and thought this would be a good chance to do so for some layering. Instead, it became the focus of the song. I've been dipping my toes in cinematic compositions for a while, but this is the first time I really went all out with it. There's a fine line between a song being cheesy or meaningful when you're using this palette of instruments, so I hope I erred to the right side of that line. Lyrically, it's quite obviously about the moment my wife and I realized we were going to be parents. Lots of thoughts start swirling in your head.. who is this human we're about to meet? What is unconditional love, really? 

 This was one of the first songs I wrote for the album, and the happy, uplifting atmosphere certainly lends credence to what I was saying in the B. Ritter liner notes, that you really never know when the shoe is going to drop. It's nice to always have a breather track in the middle of an album, and I think this one fits the bill.


PROGRESS CLIPS


CREDITS

Written, Produced, and Mixed by Brandon Peterson 

Mastered by David Lipps