Week 34 // When We're All Grown Up

by The Durham Dirt Danglers

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Greetings from Durham, North Carolina! I am happy to be the guest of my wonderful friends Holly Keating and Alex Selby who I am visiting along with frequent Everest contributor and superfriend, Miguel Williams. Today Mount Everest presents the Durham Dirt Danglers with their debut single When We’re All Grown Up. This song was co-written with Alex and Miguel in an epic 24 hour writing session to beat the band. We each took the reigns on one verse allowing each songwriter’s particular sensibility to take center stage. The song is about barreling ever deeper into adulthood, and the expectations, hopes, and fears that are inherent therein. In addition to sharing vocal duties, Miguel rocked a mean rhythm guitar, Alex found his muse on the mandolin, and I amused myself on the banjo. This was one of my favorite writing experiences ever. So much thanks is due to these guys. We all sincerely hope that the Mount Everest listening audience appreciates a brief respite from all the robots and lasers that usually populate this site. We hope that the dulcet tones of the southland that were our inspiration please you as much as it pleased us to invoke them.

Here’s hoping your Monday doesn’t totally suck.
~Jesse

lyrics

Lyrics:

If you draw rings upon your hand
oh oh oh
stick it straight up in the air
but no one calls on
You grab the bottle off the shelf
one more time
to give yourself some help
but if you’re lucky
it’s already
it’s already
under you

Breathing in when there’s no air
oh oh oh
suckin hard to say a prayer
where is the meaning

Behind the way we spend our days
waiting
for the man to give a grade
we don’t need it
to be defeated
we can feed it
anyway

And when we’re all grown up
We’ll be feeling ten feet tall
With our backs against the wind
Earn respect from all the small minded creatures
Who have sinned against us
Leave the trenches once an for all

Oh it would be so fine
To cure my madness on the run
To ease my burden on the road
To find my purpose in the sun
To know my golden years have begun

And when next you see my face
You’ll know the truth
That decisions found me turned around
Confounded in my youth
And now distinction’s sounding out for me
I’m bound to find the meaning in the silence
And I’ll finally change the rules

And I’ll be a gentleman
Who knows not the burden
Of feeling uncertain
Of reeling and hurting
Of reaching out for more

And I’ll be a wealthy man
Of class and importance
Competitors thwarted
And opinions distorted
By the figures I’ve recorded in my bank account
The heights to which I will amount
I’m walking through the door

And when we’re all grown up
We’ll be feeling ten feet tall
With our backs against the wind
Earn respect from all the small minded creatures
Who have sinned against us
Leave the trenches once an for all

A pirate a landscape
A crime-fighter in a cape
A hopeful inventor
A love-letter sender
Someone to remember

Sometimes vacations feel like a sun dance
Pick your ends and find your means to make this song last
But in the end all my daydreams are discontent
And I won’t defend
‘Cause it’s back to work again

And when we’re all grown up
We’ll be feeling ten feet tall
With our backs against the wind
Earn respect from all the small minded creatures
Who have sinned against us
Leave the trenches once an for all