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The Thirst You're Trading On
(Verse 1)
Dust on the Martin strings, thumb on the kick-drum skin
Remember when our laughter used to fill this valley in?
We drew our maps on foggy glass and swore we’d never change
We were the flood that cleans the world, you said we'd rearrange
But something in the soil went wrong, something in the air
You started measuring the clouds with an analytic stare
I saw you building dams where all our promises were born
I’m just a farmer watching fields you’ve seeded with your scorn.
(Pre-Chorus)
And you talk about investments now, you talk of fair exchange
You diagram the flow of love within a certain range
I hold my breath and watch the gauge you've fixed above my heart
And fight the urge to rip your calculated world apart.
(Chorus)
And oh, the river's running low tonight
You sell me inches of the pale moonlight
You put a price on the rain, a toll on the monsoon
Left me begging for the puddles underneath your afternoon
Yeah, this is the thirst you’re trading on.
(Verse 2)
You check the ticker for my tears, and short the words I say
I watch you leverage all the dreams we planned for yesterday
I cup my hands for compliments you spill out by mistake
A portfolio of every single vow you chose to break
I trace the empty riverbeds you left inside my head
While you’re out buying futures with the wreckage of our bed
And this house we built is cracking, thirsty for a single drop
You tell me it’s the market, babe, a problem for the crop.
(Chorus)
And oh, the river's running low tonight
You sell me inches of the pale moonlight
You put a price on the rain, a toll on the monsoon
Left me begging for the puddles underneath your afternoon
Yeah, this is the thirst you’re trading on.
(Bridge)
You keep your aqueducts of careful, calculated care
And dividends of sentences you have enough to spare
Well, go on then, hoard the wellspring, put a lock upon the lake
But some of us find water in the storms our own hearts make
I'm drilling down past all your bedrock, I'm gonna find my own damn spring
And you can sit and count your assets, won't hear a blessed thing.
(Chorus)
Because the river's running low tonight
You're selling inches of the pale moonlight!
You put a price on the rain, a toll on the monsoon!
Left me begging for the puddles underneath your afternoon!
This is the thirst you’re trading on!
(Outro)
Yeah, the thirst you're trading on.
The thirst... you're trading on.
Go on and let the well run dry.
Go on and let the well run dry.
(Single acoustic guitar strum fades)
About The Song
"The Thirst You're Trading On" channels the profound anxiety and sense of betrayal sparked by the launch of a global water stock market. The song translates this macro-event—the commodification of a fundamental human right—into an intensely personal metaphor for a relationship's decay. The narrative voice belongs to someone whose partner has begun to ration affection, turning what was once an unconditional, free-flowing 'river' of love into a calculated, transactional asset. Words like 'investments', 'gauge', 'ticker', and 'futures' are pulled from the financial world to describe the emotional coldness. The core theme is the heartbreak of having the very essence of your connection monetized and controlled by the one you trust most. Musically, it draws from the raw, driving folk-rock of artists like Noah Kahan, using earthy, acoustic instrumentation to evoke a sense of elemental struggle and desperate, stomping defiance against an unnatural order.
Production Notes
Genre: Indie Folk / Folk Rock / Americana
Instrumentation: The track should be driven by a heavily strummed acoustic guitar (like a Martin D-28) and a constant four-on-the-floor kick drum, creating a relentless, marching rhythm. Introduce a mournful banjo or mandolin in the pre-chorus and let it weave counter-melodies through the choruses. A deep, resonant bass guitar provides the floor, with subtle, swelling cello parts entering in the bridge to heighten the emotional crescendo.
Vocals: The lead vocal needs to be raw, passionate, and slightly strained, prioritizing emotional delivery over perfect pitch. Capture this with a large-diaphragm condenser mic like a Neumann U 87 to get warmth, but drive the preamp slightly for a touch of saturation. Double-track the vocals in the chorus for width and power. Keep harmonies sparse until the final chorus, where they should be layered to sound like a small, desperate crowd.
Arrangement: Start sparse with just guitar, vocal, and kick. Build dynamically by adding bass and banjo/mandolin. The bridge should pull back slightly to just voice, guitar, and the new cello part, creating tension before the final chorus explodes with full instrumentation and layered vocals. The outro should strip everything away back to a single, fading acoustic strum.
Mix: Keep the production sounding organic and 'in the room'. The kick drum and acoustic guitar should be front and center, feeling physical and driving. Pan the banjo/mandolin slightly off-center to create space. Automate the reverb on the lead vocal, keeping it drier in the verses and opening it up in the choruses to give a sense of expanding emotional space. Don't over-compress; let the dynamics of the performance breathe.
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