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Existential Midlife Crimes

from Unheard, Unseen by Small Souls



The first image of the song, someone believing himself blind and using others as a guide. it worked to sum up my feelings about my own incompetence, and an over-dependence on others as a result. That attitude sets up the chorus, that feeling of running out of time and losing control over your life, and the bad choices made as a result of that skewed perspective. We left a lot of space in this song for the melody and its various iterations, rather than crowding with lyrics, with the hope of creating a brooding and ominous experience.


Putting my hand on your back
Dishonestly blind
Plotting my accomplishments
On someone else’s dime

Losing control, running out of time
My existential midlife crimes

Waking up with half my hair
Sticking to the floor
I set my foot on the first stair
Couldn’t take it more

Losing control, running out of time
My existential midlife crimes

This house was built in 1912
For someone else’s dream
I’ve always said how I felt
So I won’t say anything


from Unheard, Unseen, released September 8, 2017


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“The Portland duo Small Souls aims to do for folk what newgrass did for bluegrass with their "post-folk" sound.”
- Jonathan Frahm, PopMatters (Aug 31, 2017)
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