This is a song about thinking about and talking about random hypotheticals and how I hope that feature of personality doesn’t fade with youth.
The recording isn’t quite as good as the writing for this song. No time at all. Half of this song was recorded while five people unloaded their gear on top of my head.
In this I play, an old 1969 hand-me-down guitar, a real snare drum (which I bought for Cheap at a pawn shop in Mckeesport), accordion and Glockenspiel.