EP 8: The story behind the song | Way Up There (Don't Say a Word)
Can a terrible person write a great song? Can they sing it? These questions - along with the search for an ancient instrument, a chance meeting with a Russian DJ, a crash course in the music of goth-rock legend David Eugene Edwards and a hilarious Ebay experience - inspired "Way Up There (Don't Say a Word)" track 7 from Heaven Get Behind Me.
In this latest "behind the song" episode we talk about rewriting lullabies as well as the process of trying out different instruments and arrangements. This time we discuss two very different demo versions before we hear the final mastered version of the track.
LYRICS:
Way Up There (don’t say a word)
I was a killer
And I’m your brother
And I am so tired
Of looking over my shoulder
I’m so tired of looking at you
Maybe you’re a better man
Than you think that you are
That’s what she said
Have you ever seen grace
With those great big blue eyes
So hush, hush little baby
Don't say a word
I’m so sorry
Papa's gonna buy you a jailbird
All the looking glasses
Yeah, they are all broken
And if those birds forget how to sing
You’re my only sweet, sweet girl
In this wretched world
Well it’s a Friday night
There’s a man knocking at my door
He come to tell me
The road to the shepherd is through the sheep
Oh Lord, just make me brave
Oh Lord, just give me back some time
Oh Lord, just take back my face
Give it to a better man
And don’t say a word
THE PRISONAIRES
16 HORSEPOWER/DAVID EUGENE EDWARDS
Straw Foot played on a banjola
Gospel blues choir
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