This song is based on a short story 'Big World' by Australian author Tim Winton. It so happens that Winton grew up in the same time and place as myself (Western Australia) so I have always connected with his characters and themes. It's kind of a plan to look at some of his other stories for inspiration. I want to enter this song in a comp in around 2 weeks so comments including nitpicking most welcome. PM me if you're not comfortable doing it on the forum. I'd really appreciate it!

It's A Strange Ol Bug Eyed World

Style is _SWFOLKM.STY
RealTracks in song: ~1112:Fiddle, Background CountrySwing Sw 110
RealTracks in song: 2672:Pedal Steel, Rhythm HawaiianSwing Sw 110
RealTracks in style: ~~372:Guitar, Acoustic, Strumming Hank Sw 120
RealTracks in song: ~425:Organ, B3, Background Blues Sw 120

Mixed in Logic Pro X with the addition of self-tracked acoustic and electric guitars, bass, synth (Alchemy) and vocals.

It's A Strange Ol Bug Eyed World
Me and Biggie we’re heading up north
Gotta get outta this town of course
It’s cold down here, folks all turned to ice
Gonna head up to where the mangoes grow
Away from everything we know
If we don’t I swear I’ll be going bad

Me and Biggie we share big dreams
Worked nights for years since we were seventeen
We always talked about the time we would get away
Eating up road, wind on our tail
If you got a hammer, gotta drive the nail
Gonna hit the jackpot, I know we will one day

It’s a big ol, funny ol, strange ol bug eyed world
Let your hopes and your dreams like sails be unfurled
If you wanna reach the stars, don’t matter who you think you are
It’s a big ol, funny ol, strange ol bug eyed world

Well I ain’t never been this way before
The desert wind warms me to the core
Me and Biggie share a smoke as we take in the views outside
I may not have witnessed all that much
So who am I to sit here and judge
But who would wanna stay at home and suicide

(Chorus)

It’s empty here looking at the sky
Makes you wanna be alone and cry
I aint so dumb I don’t fear what lies ahead
But in this moment in this space in time
Let me claim what I need as mine
You’re a long time living, a longer time dead