"Dry Clay Ave." was one of the weirdest songs for me to write. It literally all started from a rhythm that I made with 2 broken bamboo sticks and an ice cream scoop. I built the guitar part from there and the rest just fell right into place. The lyrics for the song came from a stream of conscious kind of thing at 2 a.m. It's mainly just a reflection of how I feel about the ways people deal with the world whether it be through a creed, interaction, or habit. So many people forget about the basics of the world when they are blinded by such things. I guess I'll let the lyrics speak for themselves.
Don't stop thinking
when your mind is complacent
Never say never when death is knocking at your door
Never ever ever sit back and ask for more
Because it's much to late to say
But not to late to talk
Much to late to pray
But never to late to walk
Down that road
The name of the song mainly stems from the last line and the image that was in my head when I wrote the lyrics. A dry, cracking layer of clay on a long Georgia road.
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