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Recorded by at Jack Straw Productions (Daniel Guenther) & The Winterblue Room (Alicia Healey)
Produced by Wes Weddell & Alicia Healey.
Inspired by Quenton Baker’s poems “[breach],” “[finally at],” & “[and then what?]”

lyrics

Teacher told me I could be anything I choose
And I tried so hard to keep my options open
Many before me suffered with that same good news,
But I was wrong when I assumed that it was everyone

Now my head knows I ain’t nothing special,
But my heart still wants to believe

And we march with our heads held high
We march when we feel we’re right
We march toward a day we hope is better
As we march toward nothing but ourselves

Now you show me all the pieces that I missed
But no one needs to hear me make up time out loud
So our story sails on farther from that cliff
And I wonder if we end up where we started

We reach for reason and order
Just to push it all away

We float in the dark like a buoy
But we sink in the light like a lie

credits

from Somewhere in the Middle, released January 1, 2019
WW: guitar; vocal
Geoff Larson: upright bass

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Wes Weddell Seattle, Washington

For the past twenty years, Wes Weddell has worked multiple shifts in the engine room of Seattle’s roots music scene as frontman, sideman, writer, teacher, and community-builder. "Always heartfelt and well-constructed" ("Seattle Weekly"), listeners have come to expect Weddell's songs to "speak for themselves" ("No Depression"). ... more

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