It's tough to hear you when you're speaking in the key of A

All your friends turn to enemies

Written for my father.

I took you seriously I took it carefully I didn't want to breathe too loudly I walked around silently I didn't say a word Fear was there beside me I know it sounds absurd But so what? So what. I lived without money I've lived without…

The text on this track comes off a B-side from one of [Putnam Aldrich's](http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Putnam_Aldrich) (my great-grandfather) records. He was a harpsichordist, a professor at Stanford, a chain smoker, and apparently had a sense…