Introduction
“Stick Season Lyrics” is a poignant song by Noah Kahan, an American singer-songsmith known for his deeply felt and contemplative music. Born in Strafford, Vermont, in 1997, Kahan’s rearing in the attractive landscapes of rural Vermont incredibly pressured his songwriting.
The term “stick season” refers to the late autumn period in Vermont after the leaves have chaste, leaving the bare branches of trees empty. This time of change, marked by the indistinct beauty of the landscape, often serves as a figurative expression in Kahan’s music for themes of change, soul-searching, and growth.
In “Stick Season Lyrics,” Kahan accurately investigates these themes based on personal experiences and feelings. His lyrics are characterized by integrity and vulnerability, inviting spectators to connect with his music on a positive material level.
Kahan’s unique mix of folk-pop tunes and deeply felt vocals has earned him a dedicated fan base and critical acclaim. Through his music, he shares his journey of self-finding and throwing back, resonating with audiences worldwide.
Overall, “Stick Season Lyrics” exemplifies Noah Kahan’s aptitude to capture the soul of human adventure through his music, offering spectators a glance into the beauty and complexity of life.
Released July 8, 2022
Lyrics:
As you promised me that I was more than all the miles combined
You must have had yourself a change of heart like
Halfway through the drive
Because your voice trailed off exactly as you passed my exit sign
Kept on drivin’ straight and left our future to the right
Now I am stuck between my anger and the blame that I can’t face
And memories are somethin’ even smoking weed does not replace
And I am terrified of weather ’cause I see you when it rains
Doc told me to travel, but there’s COVID on the planes
And I love Vermont, but it’s the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
And it’s half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
I’ll drink alcohol ’til my friends come home for Christmas
And I’ll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have, but I did not lose
Now you’re tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I’m split in half, but that’ll have to do
So I thought that if I piled something good on all my bad
That I could cancel out the darkness I inherited from dad
No, I am no longer funny, ’cause I miss the way you laugh
You once called me forever, now you still can’t call me back
And I love Vermont, but it’s the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
And it’s half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
I’ll drink alcohol ’til my friends come home for Christmas
And I’ll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have, but I did not lose
Now you’re tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I’m split in half, but that’ll have to do
Oh, that’ll have to do
My other half was you
I hope this pain’s just passin’ through
But I doubt it
And I love Vermont, but it’s the season of the sticks
And I saw your mom, she forgot that I existed
And it’s half my fault, but I just like to play the victim
I’ll drink alcohol ’til my friends come home for Christmas
And I’ll dream each night of some version of you
That I might not have, but I did not lose
Now you’re tire tracks and one pair of shoes
And I’m split in half, but that’ll have to do
Have to do
