Summer Camp For Troubled Youth by Kid Nomad published on 2018-01-02T02:58:36Z Produced & Mixed by Mikey Corenthal Mastered by Gus Elg at Sky Onion in Portland, OR Kid Nomad: My-key Corenthal & Kyle Meancloud Rosse Special thanks to: Casey “The Mookie Wilson,” Paulo “The Redwood,” Jacob “Monster Melodious,” Mike “Pizza,” and Thomas “Calculus Man” Artwork by Mikey Corenthal and Dottie Taub Lyrics: We sat cross-legged and went around the circle answering the question: "If you could have a superpower what would it be?" No one liked these team-building exercises, everyone always lied. Malcolm wanted to become invisible. Christina wanted to fly. The same boring shit. Except when it was Dylan's turn he leaned forward and said, "I want to be able to make intangible things tangible." Dylan looked down at his hands. "So then I could touch intangible things and hold them in my hands," he said. "Like music, if I could make music tangible I would hold it in my trembling hands like this and I would kiss it. I'd kiss music because it has gotten me through some really tough shit. And hope, if I could make hope tangible, it would be this little tiny thing that you can barely see, like a mouse's tear. Do you think mice cry tears? But hope would be this little tiny thing and I would place it in my pocket because a Colonel who survived the Thousand Days' War once told me 'you can't eat hope, but it can sustain you.' And memories, I would try to cradle memories in my arms like a baby, but they would weigh much too much for me to lift off the ground, because memories are heavy. They're the heaviest things on earth, sometimes even heavier than the earth itself. And memories would fall through my arms like all the things I've never wanted to lose. Love, love would be a virus you don't need a microscope to see. Happiness would be someone I could take home to meet my mother. I could take happiness on a date to the movies, put my arm around her, and whisper into her ear that 'the world wouldn't be the same without you.'" Dylan's hands were shaking. "And solitude, solitude would be a man with a hurricane inside his head sitting in a room alone hunched over a computer at 1:37 am as the light-bulb hums inaudible melodies pretending he knows how to end a poem." Comment by AIDE This feels like an embrace, thank you i needed this 2020-06-09T09:34:26Z Comment by SoyFlowerBoy hey Kid nomad, where is the original song. I miss the original upload, I think it had a yellow picture and your voice was more dramatic.. I miss that one. It took me 2 years to find this song again and I love this song. 2019-05-11T11:08:00Z