The powder of the crushed earth
Can you see it from where you are?
The meteor is like a lit cigar
When the moment comes
Think I overreact
'Cause nothing will change
From looking up
The meteor is just a lifted star
And I am standing far back
From where we watched
When I was younger
The living room is black
The house is gone
A vacant lot
A little scar
Powder was produced by Half Waif.
There was a big picture window in the living room of my childhood home, on a quiet street in an old New England town. The house was torn down a few years ago, but I can still feel it and smell it and live inside it in my mind. In this song, I’m watching a meteor pass by and remembering when, years a...