Story Behind the Song
This is the first song that I ever wrote while on tour. I was under a lot of stress and would always wake up early and play guitar before everyone else woke up. It briefly mentions my friend Dan who used to perform under the moniker "The Great Northern". It also talks about leaving 1704 West Ayres, a art/punk house that I lived in at the time, and moving back in with my parents.
Lyrics
For one night, I lived in Folsom, Pennsylvania with a boy who played the guitar...He sang to me quite plainly, "Jared, we love our sadness...It's quite possibly who we are...It's no clinical depression...No, it's much warmer and purer like a newborn scar."...A newborn scar...Then, returning to the college town became such a challenge...where their spirits were lively but their souls kept me down...There were days and then weeks where I just felt like leaving...Most of the time I could have spat on the ground...in that city that gave life to a recluse...on that soil that gave a soul to these bones...And then I'd say, "Well, Sadness, where is your warmth now?"...Moving again...so as not to be a burden to my parents...so as not to be a burden to my friends...I found solace in the house that I grew up in...With true love, my heart I did mend again.
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