1. |
One of a Kind
03:04
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Papa’s grocery store
Everyday after school
Your feet won’t touch the floor
Sitting on the stool
Transistor radio
Sing along with the soda jerks
Mama counts the change
You watch how her fingers work
Tinker tinker
Deep thinker
Spin those wheels
Make gears grind
Are you a pioneer?
Or just another engineer
Who’s lost his mind
Someday you’ll fly a plane
And then you’ll build one, too
Head west young man
There are others just like you
Standardized exams
Won’t measure how smart you are
As long as you don’t use
The garage to park your car
Tinker tinker
Deep thinker
Spin those wheels
Make gears grind
Are you a pioneer?
Or just another engineer
Who’s lost his mind
You’re one of a kind
Combining punch cards with
Atari and FORTRAN
Thoughtfully dissect
Fractals with bare hands
Playing hide and seek
With family ties that bind
Your little town in Ohio
All they ever need to know
Is you’re one of a kind
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2. |
Don't Build It Alone
03:13
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Brick by brick, stone by stone
You’re building a tiny home
Stone by stone, brick by brick
Is there a little treat or trick
Something you can say
To scare those voices away
Turn it up or dial it down
Twist it deep into the ground
With every bracket you can stack it
Only so high
Little soldiers here they come
They rise up straight into the sun
Stone by brick by stone a hive a home
Don’t build it alone
Don’t build it alone
Another skeleton missing a bone
Don’t built it alone
Another skeleton without a home
Turn it up then dial it down
Twist it deep into the ground
You run a racket so you stack it
Only so high, stack it so high
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3. |
November in New York
04:26
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Once in little Amsterdam
Facades were gold and made by hand
Fenestration tracery
You say you saw and now I see
At four in the afternoon
My little sphere of influence
Will break right through
This chain link fence
Sidewalk cracks and building heights
Come together in this light
At four in the afternoon
Where were we at half past three?
Little minutes into hours
Counting all the water towers
Listen to the shadows sigh
Hanging low in the sky
At four in the afternoon
Little steps make big parades
Watching from concrete arcades
Straight up sweet vermouth and rye
You’re the apple in my eye
At four in the afternoon
Light matters more
At half past four in the afternoon
Take a deep breath close your eyes
Let the city bury you alive …
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4. |
Runway Lights
03:24
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Sequenced apron strings
Guide the winged machines
In the middle of the night
Beyond the decision bar
I will sleep with stars
On this aluminum kite
Green red blinking
Green red green blinking
Green red blink green
Or I’ll sit up wide-awake
And let my brain bake a cake
Over and over and on repeat
Then I’ll ask myself
If the sky would melt
Could I unbuckle Orion’s belt
From the window seat
Red green blinking
Red green red blinking
Red green blink red
See mirrored centerlines
Hear buildings keeping time
On the runway lights of your design
Each take off and landing
Is an understanding
To see the end and follow through
Tarmacs and time zones
Make home sweet home
Where I grew up to be just like you
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5. |
Terra Firma
03:31
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If you’re a spotted owl
Then I must be a pussycat
We’ll sail across the sea
Rudderless and free
Come what may for two lost souls
Who found our way
This is your captain speaking
The storm is closing in
We’ll tack our handmade mast
A patchwork of our past
The starboard muse
Leads us whichever way
We choose
Stand up to the sun
Resist the current’s flow
A pioneer will only steer
Where no one else will go
Terra firma is ours for the taking
Lightning may strike us down
Heed the warning sound
Of the ground breaking
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6. |
Sailing
02:54
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Original by Christopher Cross (used with permission)
Well it’s not that far to paradise
At least it’s not for me
And if the wind is right
You can sail away
And find tranquility
Oh the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Baby believe me
And it’s not far to never never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right
You can find the joy
Of innocence again
Oh the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Baby believe me
Sailing
Takes me away
To where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be
Free
Fantasy
It gets the best of me
When I’m sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Oh baby believe me
Baby believe in me
Sailing
Takes me away
To where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be
Free, so free
In never never land
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7. |
Subway Song
02:54
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It’s nice to meet you
The sky is so blue just like your eyes
Off we go now in this weather
It’s how I measure this day is mine
Double reverse somersault and twist
Make it mine
Stick that landing seal it with a kiss
Sunshine
It’s nice to meet you
Your eyes are so blue just like the sky
Off we go now all together
Barely tethered by a subway line
Strangers smile across the aisle
In time
Platform chats queued single file
This delay may take a good long while
What do you say?
We make it last all day
From this afternoon
To the light of the moon
It’s nice to meet you
And stand in your shoes before I die
Off we go now it’s been a pleasure
Little treasure blue-eyed surprise
Salutations time mutations
On this one train show
Off we go now in all directions
I guess we’ll never ever know
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8. |
Pioneer 10
04:02
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Thread a needle through the eye
Is that a moon you spy?
From the head of a pin
By the hair of your chinny
Chin chin
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My Little Hum Oakland, California
My Little Hum is a husband and wife music duo featuring Dan Jewett (guitars/bass) and Yuri Jewett (vocals/keyboards).
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