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This song was inspired by a three of Jan's especially colourful characters - Cunningham Holt, Emily Fox and the flying children of Jefferson - who are in one way or another prevented from fully integrating into society and reaching their full potential. It is about how shame & ignorance keeps us from each other and my ode to anyone who feels a little on the outside.

The starting point for 'Sinking' came from one of (I think) Jan's most beautiful lines in the whole book and can be heard in the bridge section of the song.

'These children amounted to nothing and passed away in early adulthood, too tired to rise in a world so unbearable heavy.' (p248)

The title comes from Cunningham Holt's obsession with the end of the world via a great and terrible 'sinking'.

'The sinking was coming & on the day of the lord's reckoning he wished to be found inside a building unhindered by bricks, sticks or any such heavy, dragging things.' (p152)

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You can find out more about the inspiration for this song here:

Cunningham Holt Chapter Six (pages 126-152), Chapter (pages 344-348)

Emily Fox, Chapter Nine (pages 214-217)

Flying Children, Chapter Ten (pages 244-254)

lyrics

Verse 1 :

Hey kid, I knew before most did, how the Lord giveth
prefers taking outright.
So don't dress it up nice, no don't waste your good time,
Making things pretty, for a man without sight.
I've done alright.

Just hold me when the sinking comes.

Verse 2:

I wasn't born like this; gargantuan, repulsive,
I had my waist pinched, by many fingers and thumbs.
Just put on the weight of, someone not made for love,
And other than the absence of all human touch,
Don't think I missed out on much...

And maybe they'll hold me when the sinking comes.

Verse 3:

Don't let your precious child, out in those blue skies wild,
They'll only take off, fly to never return.
So strip of those fledgling, strange and beautiful wings,
it's for their own safety and soon they have to learn,
They're not right for this world...

But we'll hold them when the sinking comes.

Bridge:

In times gone by we used to fly, but it's such a heavy world.
In times gone by, we used to fly, I'm just far too tired.

credits

from Disappear Here, released July 22, 2015

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