In the sun,
Everybody feels alright,
Everybody sees the light.
My skin melts to bones.
By the stars,
Everybody knows the night,
Everybody sleeps so tight,
Sandman’s throwing stones.
But I could use some western skies tonight
To help me feel alright
Not so alone.
In New York,
Everyone’s a burning sun,
The only one who gets things done.
I’m stuck underground.
But I could use some western skies tonight
To help me feel alright
Not so alone.
'Cause I know all about the western skies
And how they’ll burn your eyes
Just with the dawn.
If it’s a case of grass is greener,
Pennies drowned by fountain dreamers,
Or just some wasted discontent
Someday you’re gonna wake up,
wonder where your good times went.
I could use some western skies tonight
To help me feel alright
Not so alone.
'Cause I know all about the western skies
And how they’ll burn your eyes
Just with the dawn.
Someday you're gonna wake up.
credits
from Paul Jacobsen And The Madison Arm,
released September 27, 2008
George Brunt: bass
Pat Campbell: drums, percussion
Dustin Christensen: vocals, Rhodes
John Hancock: horn arrangement
Scott Johnson: pump organ, wurlitzer
Reed LeCheminant: trumpets
Fronck Mantegari: drums
Dylan Schorer: pedal steel
Ryan Tanner: vocals
Scott Wiley: electric guitar, baritone guitar
Paul Jacobsen: vocals, 12-string acoustic, piano
This is thoughtful and melancholy, but not morose -- there is hope in its sheer beauty. Her sensitivity as an arranger and producer is as impressive as her songwriting and singing; the whole album has a lovely sense of texture and space. Joe Madden