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Bortle 4 | August Morning

from Dark Skies by Eric Dutton

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All the things I did in jest led me on this vision quest
Got me in this mess
Feeling stressed like a heavy chest
The same one that put my dad to rest
Miss him every day but I continue on
Because he's still involved with me yeah I feel it dawg
It's like that tip of the tongue sensation, that tingling down your spine
That spur of the moment instinct, figuring out what's right
And the moment I saw it standing there, the moment that I was just about to
Think about he met me there and intercepted
Like that quarter back on the ball court
It clued me in, it was all your
Doing and do it again
You shouted at me from the stands and I heard it
The cheerleaders booming
The stomping of feet and the seconds remaining
Like a tub full of water, I drained it
You and Mom, hell you raised it
Laser focused and major hopes
So it's crazy roads, I'm not aimless
Won't change the course, I'm made with force
I'm Plagued with thoughts, can't change it
I'm that patient
So amazing like the night sky reflected in the water
And it's never been so still
Crystal clear straight to the bottom
Straight to infinity, whatever you call it
I wish I could rocket
I'll settle for mornings with hands in my pockets
Letting the oranges and greys of autumn
Merge with the hues of the sunrise bonnet
Till I'm birthed anew and I'm falling asleep

August mornings they blind me
I can't see myself through the fog
It's no surprise that the Moon above me
And Jupiter finally call

Outside smoking, toking for my mental health
My heart is brimming over with love, so I'm full of wealth
And yet my pockets are empty, I struggle deep with depression
This shit can honestly tempt me, it fucking wreaks of aggression
But I can handle it, writing schemes and banishing
These mighty demons agitating me, my light can be so captivating, I know
So why go, outta your way to extinguish it?
Docked at the harbor, return to you sinking it, why?
I thought we could handle our business
I thought that we weren't gonna try
Thought we could manage the shipment
Breaking out the wings cause we sure gonna fly
I must admit I'm fuckin' pissed that I'm afraid
It's gonna hurt when I die
Come to think of it, it's nothing if I don't even have the urge to be trying
Under this moment that's anxiety thundering
Hit the indica and wish that I could yearn to be higher
They all just turn to the side
Wave bye like I learned from Poseidon
We all trying to have a better life
So don't let me get in the way
I just hope that when the smoke clears
We love all the same
Cause we're all here chilling on this beautiful globe
I feel dread for what the future will hold
But as long as I got my feet planted, eyes gazing up
Then I got a little bit of hope left in my blood, shit

August mornings they blind me
I can't see myself through the fog
It's no surprise that the Moon above me
And Jupiter finally call

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from Dark Skies, released March 6, 2024
Produced by Serenade
Written, Mixed, & Mastered by Eric Dutton

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Eric Dutton || Nebula-Hop artist, producer, and writer || On a path to a better world. Come with me. || Midnight Sun Music artist ||

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