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Boston, Hibernating

from Y by Holy '57

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lyrics

And now I'm here

The morning of the funeral
6th January 2018

Mamaji: It was mad, it was mad when independence came, when India got independence, and the English had to get out as soon as possible

Finally at peace with your passing
But every now and then I still think to call you up
Been reminiscing on the sound of your laughter
Sometimes I can hear you like I could swear that you’re right here

This frigid New England February
Been one month since your funeral
Boston hibernating
On pale ale and in sports bars

See myself in the ice of the Charles
I look a lot older than I did six months ago
The days are short but they’re starting to get longer
Finding my new tempo swimming in your afterglow

This waning New England frozen landscape
Been two months since your funeral
Boston melting slowly
But I’m still working on it

Will I ever be at peace with your passing?
With springtime grasses gentle on my skin and head
Put my ear to the breeze and I listen
Your apparition whispers to me ‘it's alright’

But in this waking New England verdant springtime
Three months since your funeral
Boston’s coming to life
But I can’t take you with me
Can I take you with me?

I won't forget you
You made me who I am
And fam sticks together
Fam sticks together

This waking New England verdant springtime
Three months since your funeral
Boston coming to life
But I can’t take you with me

Mamaji: radio station...listen to the program...from ten to eleven, nine to eleven, and, uh, I sort of, uh, one day while I was fiddling with my needle on the radio, I suddenly realised some Indian music was there...

...and of course I came to... Awwaz radio, Monday Tuesday nights at nine o'clock. And then I would think of some ghazal for him to play. And then he, now he comes to teach me here, you see? This is how life goes, you know?

Because the star, I am the star [laughs]

credits

from Y, released October 2, 2020
writ & perf // holy ‘57
mix & prod // holy '57
drums // arun dhanjal
trumpet // will lyons
master // carl rosamond

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