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Bus #2

This Spring I went to Wild Feather Recording Studios in Nashville twice,  I went right before and returned very soon after the shooting that took place at the Covenant School in Nashville. Because this song centers around the loss of a classmate to a gun accident, and although it wasn't due to a shooting, the feeling and sensitivity of the subject of firearms and children weren't lost on me while I was out of the studio and in the local Nashville neighborhoods, reading their papers and watching their community mourn. My heart goes out to all those who have lost and witnessed such tragedies. It most definitely made my experience recording this song at Wild Feather bittersweet and I hope that sharing my childhood experience brings comfort to others.

With fall around the corner and kids heading back to school, I always think back to my own bus rides to school. Crawling around the charming backwoods of Mason during those early New England mornings left its mark on me. Bus #2 is about a boy I went to middle school with. I was about 13 years old when he tragically died from a game of Russian roulette. I rode to school with him every day and it was the best time of my day seeing as I had a crush on him. One memorable day I got on the bus and he just wasn't there anymore and when I found out why it shocked me. I had a hard time processing his passing, I fearfully never went to his service. I find this song has helped me through it now that I’m older. His name was Josh Parker.  

 

About the song

Lyrics

Once knew a boy, shock of blonde hair

Freckles on his nose and baby blue-eyed stare

Baby blue-eyed stare

I watched his fingertips play with the rain

One hand on his backpack 

One on the schoolbus pane

 

We both felt things, we both felt things

We both felt things, we both felt things

My school ride was sunshine, my school ride was sunshine

My school ride was sunshine, my school ride was sunshine

 

Put in a full day of being told what to do

Just want to get on and sit with you

I want to play with you, where the skies are blue

 

We both felt things, we both felt things

We both felt things, we both felt things

My school ride was sunshine, my school ride was sunshine

My school ride was sunshine, my school ride was sunshine

 

One of these days is not like the rest

Seat is empty no fall vest

He was laid to rest

 

We all felt things, we all felt things

We all felt things, we all felt things

My school ride was grey, my school ride was grey

My school ride was grey, grey, grey, my school ride was grey

 

Once knew a boy, shock of blonde hair

Freckles on his nose and baby blue-eyed stare

Baby blue-eyed stare

Contributers

Katherine Schimke, Aaron Derman, Zach Kasik,

Shake E. Fowlkes, Laurie Corbin, Douglas Corbin 

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