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==Specs==
==Specs==
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* '''Type''': song with words
[[downloads-list::{{spec/item/download}}]]
* '''Version''': 1.0 (c.1993)
* '''Genre''': [[genre::classic-style rock]]
* '''Download''': <section begin=download-links />{{file.music.mog|mog-dfb.mp3|MP3}}<section end=download-links />
* '''Video''': [[youtube:Vk0jxyNIFPY|YouTube]] - me performing this on the piano at Smith Family Reunion talent show, 2010-07-10 (vocals barely audible)
* '''written for''': [[Jenny]]
==Lyrics==
==Lyrics==
:A thousand tiny airplanes wander through your mother's garden
<poem>
:As she paints a golden picture of the way it used to be
A thousand tiny airplanes wander through your mother's garden
:I listen as you whistle all of Mozart's major pieces
As she paints a golden picture of the way it used to be
:And you're breaking all my records but it doesn't bother me
I listen as you whistle all of Mozart's major pieces
:So you've taken all your medals and you're using them as doorstops
And you're breaking all my records but it doesn't bother me
:And you've sold your family diamonds to the madman down the street
So you've taken all your medals
and you're using them as doorstops
And you let them trade your future in for your security.


:Well listen here my darling -- you've got to take it slowly
Well listen here my darling -- you've got to take it slowly
:They will put you in a fishtank very philosophically
They will put you in a fishtank very philosophically
:Alas I spoke too quickly, I'll rephrase that faulty stanza
Alas I spoke too quickly, I'll rephrase that faulty stanza
:While you're busy hunting shadows in your castle by the sea
While you're busy hunting shadows in your castle by the sea
:So now I'm standing in the alley and you're drawing little circles
So now I'm standing in the alley
:And you always pay attention to everyone but me
and you're drawing little circles
==Notes==
And you always pay attention to everyone but me
[[Mother of God]] recorded a version of this that I'm not 100% happy with; I may be able to remix and tweak that recording to make it more satisfactory. I may also do a new version from scratch, in all my [[spare time]].


Some of the lyric lines could use a bit of rework*, but overall it says what I want it to.
''(reprise)''
A thousand tiny missiles filled the hallway to your bedroom
lighting up the broken picture of how you're supposed to be.
A thousand small explosions filled your head day after day until
the ruined desolation became all that you could see.
So now you're scattered to the wind
a thousand billion particles
a thousand billion questions left
with no-one I can ask
a thousand billion words let go
and paintings that will never glow
and thoughts that we will never know
and dreams that we will never see
castles that will never be
and all you ever could have touched
and all you ever could have been
has flown away.
</poem>
==History==
* '''2020-09-04''' version 2: fixed (?) last line of first verse; trying a coda for the extended "Echoes" version I want to try putting together.
** Maybe the "reprise" verse is actually a different song, like "Eclipse".
** I'm afraid the playout part feels forced, but I wanted to write it down while the idea was in mind. Will revisit later and maybe decide it is terrible.
==Recordings==
===MoG version===
The download is [[Mother of God]]'s version of this, which I'm not 100% happy with; I will eventually copy the 8-track master into the digital domain and see if I can fix it.


(*everyone sees "family diamonds" and thinks it's a reference to gonads or something, which it isn't; also "madman down the street" doesn't quite fit. "pawnshop down the street"? I wanted to convey the idea of carelessly abandoning something very precious that you've been given. A bit like this BF5 lyric from "Where's Summer B?": "I tried to tell you, tried to tell you, took a little bit too long / And now your phone is disconnected and your shit's out on the lawn.")
Credits:
* '''Dan Dudley''': bass, group vocals, equipment
* '''Brian Morris''': lead guitar
* '''Tim Kunkle''': rhythm guitar, group vocals
* '''Dave Keating''': drums
* '''me''': piano, lead vocal
* '''Livia Wade''': operatic solo vocal, group vocals
==Song==
===Version 1 notes===
* Some of the lyric lines could use a bit of rework*, but overall it says what I want it to.
** <nowiki>*</nowiki>Everyone sees "family diamonds" and thinks it's a reference to gonads or something, which it isn't; also "madman down the street" doesn't quite fit. "pawnshop down the street"? I wanted to convey the idea of carelessly abandoning something very precious. A bit like this BF5 lyric from "[[wikipedia:Where's Summer B.? (song)|Where's Summer B?]]": "I tried to tell you, tried to tell you, took a little bit too long / And now your phone is disconnected and your shit's out on the lawn."
** I've fixed this line (I hope) for v2.

Revision as of 20:52, 5 November 2020

Specs

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Lyrics

A thousand tiny airplanes wander through your mother's garden
As she paints a golden picture of the way it used to be
I listen as you whistle all of Mozart's major pieces
And you're breaking all my records but it doesn't bother me
So you've taken all your medals
and you're using them as doorstops
And you let them trade your future in for your security.

Well listen here my darling -- you've got to take it slowly
They will put you in a fishtank very philosophically
Alas I spoke too quickly, I'll rephrase that faulty stanza
While you're busy hunting shadows in your castle by the sea
So now I'm standing in the alley
and you're drawing little circles
And you always pay attention to everyone but me

(reprise)
A thousand tiny missiles filled the hallway to your bedroom
lighting up the broken picture of how you're supposed to be.
A thousand small explosions filled your head day after day until
the ruined desolation became all that you could see.
So now you're scattered to the wind
a thousand billion particles
a thousand billion questions left
with no-one I can ask
a thousand billion words let go
and paintings that will never glow
and thoughts that we will never know
and dreams that we will never see
castles that will never be
and all you ever could have touched
and all you ever could have been
has flown away.

History

  • 2020-09-04 version 2: fixed (?) last line of first verse; trying a coda for the extended "Echoes" version I want to try putting together.
    • Maybe the "reprise" verse is actually a different song, like "Eclipse".
    • I'm afraid the playout part feels forced, but I wanted to write it down while the idea was in mind. Will revisit later and maybe decide it is terrible.

Recordings

MoG version

The download is Mother of God's version of this, which I'm not 100% happy with; I will eventually copy the 8-track master into the digital domain and see if I can fix it.

Credits:

  • Dan Dudley: bass, group vocals, equipment
  • Brian Morris: lead guitar
  • Tim Kunkle: rhythm guitar, group vocals
  • Dave Keating: drums
  • me: piano, lead vocal
  • Livia Wade: operatic solo vocal, group vocals

Song

Version 1 notes

  • Some of the lyric lines could use a bit of rework*, but overall it says what I want it to.
    • *Everyone sees "family diamonds" and thinks it's a reference to gonads or something, which it isn't; also "madman down the street" doesn't quite fit. "pawnshop down the street"? I wanted to convey the idea of carelessly abandoning something very precious. A bit like this BF5 lyric from "Where's Summer B?": "I tried to tell you, tried to tell you, took a little bit too long / And now your phone is disconnected and your shit's out on the lawn."
    • I've fixed this line (I hope) for v2.