The Empty Bench

The Empty Bench I wrote/played the piano bit before leaving for Gainesville for a month, where I borrowed a tiny foldable keyboard. I refined the ref, if you can call it that, on the new keyboard but still used some of the clumsy piano stuff in the mix. That's the kind of brash recklessness we do here. The lyrics came from some cards, an empty bench, and a dream of being on a ledge. I told Gabrielle Bell I was writing a song but the only lyric I had was "Maybe my friends will push me off this ledge like I want them to, or maybe they'll just go on laughing" and she said it was a good line. So there you go.