Savanna scatters and the seabird sings
So why should we fear what travel brings?
What were we hoping to get out of this?
Some kind of momentary bliss?
I waited for Something, and Something died
So I waited for Nothing, and Nothing arrived
It’s our dearest ally, it’s our closest friend
It’s our darkest blackout, it’s our final end
My dear sweet Nothing, let’s start a new
From here all in is just me and you
I waited for Something and Something died
So I waited for Nothing, and Nothing arrived
Well I guess it’s over, I guess it’s begun
It’s a losers‘ table, but we’ve already won
It’s a funny battle, it’s a constant game
I guess I was busy when Nothing came
I guess I was busy (when Nothing arrived) …
I waited for Something and Something died
So I waited for Nothing, and Nothing arrived …
„The first pop songwriter I was obsessed with was Ray Davies but that was when I was very young. I used to steal my older’s sister Walkman and secretly listen to Lola. I sang it all day, every day, not knowing that it was about a transsexual, so everyone was laughing. Later on I got into Bob Dylan, and it was Dylan who made me realise that you could just lose your mind a little bit, and sometimes when you’re adventurous and you have that spirit in you something quite fundamental comes out.“
(Conor O’Brien)