filling holes with tiny sounds / shining from the inside out / picture of you where it began // in metal // partly hate to see you grow / and just like your baby shoes / wish i could keep your little body // in metal
Alan's Notes:
i distinctly remember writing this one mostly sitting in the kitchen with hollis as an infant. i had the music and some lyrics, but mim finished it. we don't actually write lyrics "together" as much as one would think. live, this turns into just a careening noise at the end, but i like the strummy sound of the recording. one track is zak, mark d., daniel, and myself all in a room strumming acoustic guitars.
Personal Thoughts:
Time marches on, doesn't it? Even as you wish for precious moments to stay as they are... A nice cut of sentimentality, and instrumentally, a perfect way to wrap things up.
Live:
Once again, played a bunch during the tour for this record; in nearly every show I know of from that time, in fact. But rarely seen after that.
