Mayfly Pt.2 - Mayfly to Bluebird

Mayfly Pt. 2 - Mayfly to Bluebird

It's interesting to think about a Mayfly from the outside in. If we could follow it around wherever it went for an entire day, we would get to see the whole of its adult life span from its metamorphosis to its eventual death, all in only one twenty-four hour cycle.

Last week, we posted a tune in which the speaker watches and laments on this amazingly short lifecycle, building self-reflective inroads from the external of the mayfly to the internal of the speaker's growing awareness of his (and by extension our) mortality.

One evening while my wife and kids had long been in bed, it occurred to me that there may be an untold story. I imagined that Jeff was the speaker in the first tune, watching the tragedy of the mayfly unfold in the few moments he happened to be there bearing witness. But I also imagined that something was watching back, perhaps even being awakened by the very song Jeff had been singing. So I stole the same chords and chord progression and rewrote their relationship from a different point of view. We hope you like it.

Jeff does some amazing work with harmony on this tune as well as a really cool 'finger-picky' solo that I just can't get enough of. I'm singing and playing the main part and doing a little harmony work myself towards the end...but then again, don't we all...

Mayfly Pt.2 - Bluebird to Mayfly

With the wind upon my wings,

I've come to sing myself.

I see the waning sunlight

And there won't be anything else

So if my body comes to land on the cool September floor

I'll tuck my wings upon my back, and i'll never go fly anymore.

And what of all my children,

who will never know their names.

Like my mother and my father,

who, too, have felt this pain. 

Will they remember the warming air as they sip the morning dew.

Cause I can't remember feeling things until I felt that song from you. 

Fly.

One last time.

Breathe.

Sing.

For one last time. 

Breathe. Just Breath.

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