Straightforward, optimistic American anthem that is unconsciously head nodding and uplifting
We're American Rock, uniquely mainstream and yet rootsy with a slight country twist. On the outskirts of Americana, far from the center of town but using the sa
We're residing on the edges of Americana, just seems the safest place for what we do, really.
Story behind the song
What it really is about, contrary to some recent reviews, is what Shawn & Tom had realized when beginning work on the CD Trees of Mystery - that this time in making a record everything seemed to be falling into place, easy and very natural. There was an anticipation as to what the 'next big thing' was going to sound like from fans and friends, and to the band they were finally realizing the exact sound they were looking for in a way that seemed to make sense. After doing some pre-production it felt like the record was sort of singing itself, and they decided early on to put the songs in order and then record them that way, from first to last, almost as if it had already been done somewhere else and they were just repeating it for exercise sake.
The line about all votes counting for something came at the spur of the moment when they were playing at a Rock the Vote concert, and were playing the song even though it wasn't quite finished yet. That's what Tom felt like saying, and it stayed in the final song. It made sense to the context of the lyric, and really had little to do with any political commentary on any previous elections.
Lyrics
This time, given, standing, A slow burn is never for nothing
This time, newness, knowing, it's already done, and still worth doing
All eyes fall hard on the follow, the next thing, give it some room
It's all in the moving this time
This time, feels like a shot in the arm, we've all been awoken, pulled into focus
This time, it's twenty twenty, this time all votes are counting for something, counting for something
All eyes fall hard on the follow, the next big thing, give it some room
It's all in the choosing this time
This time feels so close, feel it pass on through me like a ghost
This time, this is no shot in the dark, this time all lilghts are green, it's clear straight ahead, clear straight ahead
All eyes fall hard on the follow, the next big thing, give it some room
It's all invitation this time
