Some habits stay with us
long after they stop making sense.
Flannel In The Heatwave captures the strange comfort of holding onto familiar routines while the world quietly changes around us. It’s less about the weather than the instinct to keep wearing yesterday’s version of yourself, even when everything suggests it’s time to let go.
Heat don’t feel real
Wearing flannel in a heatwave again
Sweat through the seams like I’m shedding skin
News says the coastlines are giving up
I just turn it down and turn it up
Cheap fan spinning like it’s out of breath
Same old songs about a slower death
You laugh and say it’s always been bad
Guess that makes it easier to not feel sad
World’s on fire but the tape still plays
Same three chords from the better days
If it all goes down, I’ll stay right here
Sweating through another disappearing year
Neighbours arguing through open walls
Ice melts faster than the curtain falls
I keep the sleeves down like it proves a point
Like I’m not just another broken joint
World’s on fire but the tape still plays
Same three chords from the better days
If it all goes down, I’ll stay right here
Sweating through another disappearing year
Still wearing this
Don’t know why