To celebrate the 10th anniversary of A Date With A Smoke Machine, this is an acoustic reworking of a track from that album.
I remember being incredibly sick just before I wrote this song. The 'on the ceiling' line comes from me literally being ill on the couch, staring at the ceiling.
I also wrote the song on mandolin which is not something I normally do. I decided to give a little spotlight to that very Harmony mandolin during the solo of this version.
It's a sad song, but a hopeful song. I'm happy to see it turn 10.
LYRICS:
On the ceiling
Is where I look to figure out
Which of these words I should shout
And which I should keep
Stirring in me
To let the ill will die.
Stop believing
You can hold my hand awhile
And you're the one who made me smile
Understanding's coming crashing home.
And if you're feeling
I should somehow learn to cope
And wash my mouth with laundry soap
Like a faint star
Keep me on your radar.
And you can hear the original here, loving crafted 10 years ago with quite a bit of Dave Draves magic: