This one started out as pure fiction, but like a lot of stories, it wandered a bit too close to truth to stay comfortable. It’s about falling hard in the wrong place, wrong time, and with the wrong person. Knowing it’s not going to end well, but jumping anyway. The line “Like firefly in your mason jar” might be one of the favorite ones I’ve written: glowing, trapped, doomed. There’s euphoria in this track, but it’s tied up with loss, the ache of leaving friends behind, and that gnawing feeling you’re not really steering your own heart anymore.
Lyrics
It's like sirens calling me home
Drawn to the rocks and breaking my bones
In the shelter of this live oak
Laughing but not understanding the joke
Close enough to be intertwined
falling like this happens all of the time
To the strangers I meet but never to me
Breathless in Houston and falling
Breathless in Houston and falling
Spaces between your hand and mine
They’re filled with sweat and a stain of box wine
Sunrise, without a shout
I’m too wired to sleep so I’ll let the dog out
You unravel me like an old piece of twine
And lay bare the fibers that are hidden inside
Like a bundle of nerves you exposed to the air
I’m breathless in Houston and falling
I’m breathless in Houston and falling
Eastbound from Austin, without a care
On an overpass that lifts you a mile in the air
I’m Flying, when your hands in mine
All my Friends and my family, I’ve left them behind
Like the fireflies trapped in your mason jar
The holes in that lid look like faraway stars
If not for the glass that’d be just what they are
I’m breathless in Houston and falling
I’m breathless in Houston and falling