About How It Feels:
The day we finished "How it Feels," it was raining ashes in Portland from a fire in the Columbia River Gorge just outside of town. The sun was blotted out with smoke and at night the moon was red. If you talked to anyone out here, they would have told you it felt like end times. While we were recording this song, Harvey hit Texas, and Florida was waiting for Irma. Trump had blamed "many sides" in Charlottesville and threatened "fire and fury" against North Korea. It's hard to know what to do with all of this. And amidst what seems like an imploding world, we still have our needs. We still need love. We still need affection. We still need to feelheard. This is a song about what it's like to have these needs in what feels like end-times. Our problems may be irrelevant in the scheme of things, but this doesn't make them feel any less real. If you're reading this, I hope you have someone to talk to and I hope you're able to tell them how it feels.
LYRICS:
Feel the noise add up under my skin
Look around as if I only just noticed
Maybe later I could rally again
And remove all this weight from my shoulders
But I wanted to tell you how it feels
Well my problems are irrelevant, it doesn’t make them any less real
And I wanted to tell you how it feels
It’s like they’re only just seeing their reflection
Even though we’re right here
I want to feel you put your head on my chest
And let your wall down just for one moment
You hide your torture, because it’s what you know best
But you don’t need to anymore and you know it
And I wanted to tell you how it feels
Though our problems are irrelevant, it doesn’t make them any less real
Yeah I wanted to tell you how it feels
It’s like they’re only just seeing their reflection
Even though we’re right here
Yeah, I wanted to tell you how it feels
Well our problems are irrelevant, it doesn’t make them any less real
Yeah I wanted to tell you how it feels
You know they’re only just seeing their reflection
Even though we’re right here