Willi Carlisle | Willi Carlisle || The Grand Design @Willi-Carlisle | Uploaded February 2021 | Updated October 2024, 1 minute ago.
We were out wandering an apple orchard in Northwest Arkansas when we saw a little yellow chair and the beautiful evening light. This song about checkin' up on your friends came to mind. It's what I wish I'd said to someone before it was too late. Thanks to Clio for loaning us her family property, and to Damen Washington for filming.
It'll be on the next record, which you can still pre-order: indiegogo.com/projects/pre-order-willi-carlisle-s-new-album#
Follow for more on Insta/Facecool/Etc: @WilliCarlisle
Banjo is in fDGCD.
Lyrics:
All I ask of you is you is your better years
All I know how to do is waste ‘em
We’ll philosophize on the grand design
and mourn all of creation
I rejoice because we sorry and we tried
I'll rejoice if you're more than just alive
All the gods that gives the world its sins
Let ‘em lay their light a little low for you now
I know they said we’d meet in eternity
Still I wait for you on below somehow
I’m coming home but I know you ain’t the same
I’m coming home forever changed
There’s evil enough in a half-full cup
To tempt me towards the deep-dark fine
When I believe in love, and the things thereof
I know I feel you shine
I dunno, but I heard that there is more
I'm uneasy knockin' on the door.
All I asked of you is you is your better years
All I know how to do is waste ‘em
Now I laugh and cry at the grand design
And mourn all of creation
We were out wandering an apple orchard in Northwest Arkansas when we saw a little yellow chair and the beautiful evening light. This song about checkin' up on your friends came to mind. It's what I wish I'd said to someone before it was too late. Thanks to Clio for loaning us her family property, and to Damen Washington for filming.
It'll be on the next record, which you can still pre-order: indiegogo.com/projects/pre-order-willi-carlisle-s-new-album#
Follow for more on Insta/Facecool/Etc: @WilliCarlisle
Banjo is in fDGCD.
Lyrics:
All I ask of you is you is your better years
All I know how to do is waste ‘em
We’ll philosophize on the grand design
and mourn all of creation
I rejoice because we sorry and we tried
I'll rejoice if you're more than just alive
All the gods that gives the world its sins
Let ‘em lay their light a little low for you now
I know they said we’d meet in eternity
Still I wait for you on below somehow
I’m coming home but I know you ain’t the same
I’m coming home forever changed
There’s evil enough in a half-full cup
To tempt me towards the deep-dark fine
When I believe in love, and the things thereof
I know I feel you shine
I dunno, but I heard that there is more
I'm uneasy knockin' on the door.
All I asked of you is you is your better years
All I know how to do is waste ‘em
Now I laugh and cry at the grand design
And mourn all of creation