dust, drive with me
I’ve been trying to be on time, really. I had the idea for “dust” kinda going through my head for awhile, and I came up with a few lines while listening to Woody Guthrie’s Dust Bowl Ballads on my most recent trip to New Mexico. Although I’m no expert on it, the Dust Bowl is a period in history that has always fascinated me. I wrote and recorded the rest of it late at night in the bathroom (my favorite “natural acoustics” area) with my portable recorder. I thought, sonically, it would fit pretty well.
I can’t get enough of travel songs, so here’s another one in “drive with me.” When Carrie and I drove from Richmond, VA to Raleigh, NC we decided to skip the toll roads, resulting in a lot of pretty scenery.
dust filled the sky and covered everything
it never really asked as it blew so black
dust filled the sky and covered up the sun
it never really asked, just ate up anything
in its path
the ground it shook like mad and tore up everything
it never really asked as it swelled and cracked
the ground it shook so bad and made some mountains
it never really asked, just tore down anything
in its path
who has seen these things and not believed
it was the end of the world
the rain it soaked deep down and flooded everything
it never really asked as it ran and it crashed
the rain it soaked deep down and made some oceans
it never really asked, just flooded everything
in its path
won’t you come out and drive with me
we can go somewhere we love
or somewhere we’d like to see
there’s a city here and we’ve seen plenty of those
there’s more country than we think
we can easily skip the tolls
this desert drive doesn’t seem to be so long
when i know i’m headed in your direction
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From your song getting on the Ark I could taste the dust
ive always been intrigued by the dust bowl too, Zach. Wondered if the rest of America just resembled New Mexico! “Dust to Dust…” good prefix to Lent-