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You Are Here

Michael Channing

rolled down the window and turned on the radio
eased back the seat, and the wind took away my sigh
sun went down, and rain splashed the windshield
seemed to me the perfect night to die

arm out the window i sang with the radio
a peaceful calm settled in my soul
moon came out and gilded the mountains
turned off the lights, and let the valley roll

there is no map for where i want to be
there are no road signs erected to guide me
lost but untethered, i’m loving the fear
the stars look down on me and say “you are here”
and that’s good enough for now

rolled up the window and turned off the radio
listened to the silence say “you never will arrive”
sun came up, i slept in the backseat
seemed to me a good day to be alive

there is no map for where i want to be
there are no road signs erected to guide me
lost but untethered, i’m loving the fear
the clouds look down on me and say “you are here”
and that’s good enough for now

rolled up the window and turned off the radio

Liner Notes

I wrote this while working on an assembly line, putting together parts that would go into Ford engines. One of the most boring jobs I ever had. I needed some way to fill the tedious hours, so I started singing in my head. Sang the whole song over and over all day till I got home to paper and pencil.

There actually is music for this song, and I've played it live a few times. It's got a kind of bouncy rhythm for the verses, a jump back and forth along fifths. I felt good when I played it out, felt like a real musician with actual skill.

Listen to the Silence


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Chokes and Warbles
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Chokes and Warbles, a collection of essays and poems by Michael Channing

June 1, 2018