Hello again. Here’s a video for the second song from Juma, “Great Blue Heron.”
I wrote it after reading Masanobu Fukuoka’s book The One Straw Revolution. It was given to me by my friend Théan and sat in a box for three years before I picked it up. It changed the way I think about most things, especially what I eat. It’s a book about living disguised as a book about farming.
Juma comes out April 1, which is next week.
Here’s a link to pre-save the album on Spotify, if you’re into that.
And here’s a link to pre-order the album on Bandcamp, if you’re crazy enough to pay money for digital music.
As a reminder, you’re not obligated to do anything.
GREAT BLUE HERON
Think I'll move away this spring
It's been a year I'm in this city
I don't have too many friends
That I can call on for an evening
Try my luck again
Go to someplace I can breathe
Without waking up my neighbours
I'm choking on the balcony
In humid summer afternoons
But I can see out
Past the buildings
To a life where I live out
The promises that I make myself
I don't know where my heart will lead
I turn twenty-five November
I'm getting past my fear
Of having children and a family
Somebody's at the door, though
Who?
Who?
I can hang on for awhile
But sometimes I'm so impatient
Because you never know how long
You're gonna last, or if you'll make it
Don't look it in the eye
Ride the breeze between the hills
See what future lies beyond them
And forget about the useless things
That matter to me in the city
Maybe out there I can try
To live a life where I don't doubt
The promises that I make myself
Promises
Promises
In promises we try
To make the truth come down
And fill us like balloons
Balloons
Balloons
Thank you. Until next time,
IV