Week 234 // Ain't This My Stop?
by Mount Everest
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Right now I'm off to finish my last paper to hand in tomorrow at my last class of my master's degree. I've mused before about how moving to New York for my master's has been much more than just an academic experience, but a rather transformative moment in my history. Not merely because I wrote my thesis about the soundscape of the MTA, it has felt like a long ride on a fascinatingly noisy train, which is final coming to my station. Arriving at "my stop" isn't just about getting off the train, it's also about reaching a destination, and I feel that profoundly these days. I've taken a ride to a brand new place. There is a note of trepidation in this arrival too. I've been on a bit of a hot streak since I came to graduate school, and I have been biting back a fear that when I finish what I came here to do, that streak might be at an end. I don't really feel like that will be the case, but nonetheless a new phase is about to be revealed upon this arrival, and I'm not entirely sure what it looks like. Also the day after tomorrow is my 30th Birthday, so there's that... Next week: Graduation!
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And on the first of May
I dreamt of silence
I think I got it wrong
And way beneath
These cut-glass islands
I heard a kind of song
I rode my days
To try and find it
'Cause It's been playing long
And I rode my nights
To be be beside it
Asking if I belong
Is this my ride home?
Is this my bottle of wine?
Is this my world to arrange?
Is this my moment in time?
Ain't this my stop?
And on the count of three
We're gonna step right to it
Am I that kind of man?
And on a boiling block
We're gonna learn the answer
I hope you understand
And when the clock strikes 12
You're gonna see into me
And you'll know who I am
Who needs the window closed?
I like the sound of concrete
It's how it all began
Is this my ride home?
Is this my bottle of wine?
Is this my world to arrange?
Is this my moment in time?
Ain't this my stop?
I dreamt of silence
I think I got it wrong
And way beneath
These cut-glass islands
I heard a kind of song
I rode my days
To try and find it
'Cause It's been playing long
And I rode my nights
To be be beside it
Asking if I belong
Is this my ride home?
Is this my bottle of wine?
Is this my world to arrange?
Is this my moment in time?
Ain't this my stop?
And on the count of three
We're gonna step right to it
Am I that kind of man?
And on a boiling block
We're gonna learn the answer
I hope you understand
And when the clock strikes 12
You're gonna see into me
And you'll know who I am
Who needs the window closed?
I like the sound of concrete
It's how it all began
Is this my ride home?
Is this my bottle of wine?
Is this my world to arrange?
Is this my moment in time?
Ain't this my stop?
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released May 11, 2015
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Mount Everest Maine
I’ve been making up a new song every week since 2010.
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