New song “Prime Time” out now!
Prime Time” is one of Pete’s. Nature boy that he is, he got to thinking about cicadas, particularly the varieties that live underground for 13 or 17 years. Prime numbers. Of course it seems obvious that this is a metaphor for any creative life cycle that takes a long time to develop and results in a glorious flowering of song. As the chorus goes, “you can’t help but sing with me.”
It’s prime time
Seven’s fine
Eleven’s more refined
Thirteen’s rad
Seventeen is great and nineteen’s grand
Leaving childish things
Waiting on the wings
They come to hurt me
I don’t give up easily
I’ll sing the summer
I’ll sing you free
Wearing my brightest colours
You can’t help but sing with me
Time to climb
Leave the ground
And leave the dark behind
Chase the light
Dazzle them with sound and sight
Leaving childish things
We’re waiting on the wings
They come to catch and hurt me
Try to convert me
But I don’t give up easily
I’ll sing the summer
I’ll sing you free
Wearing my brightest colours
You can’t help but sing with me
I’ll sing the summer
I’ll sing you free
Wearing my brightest colours
You can’t help but sing with me