Is Twenty Minutes Far? cover art
Is Twenty Minutes Far? cover art

Is Twenty Minutes Far?

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Heartland Rock sample

Is Twenty Minutes Far?

Heartland Rock

An original example from a dad to his daughter, Brooke, who has just moved into her first apartment, a third-floor one-bedroom across Omaha. It's twenty minutes away, and he knows it. He carried her couch up three flights and pretended his back was fine. The plastic stars he stuck on her ceiling when she was six are still up in the shape of the Big Dipper, because she made him move them until it was right. He gave her his old red toolbox with her name on a strip of masking tape, the family dog still sleeps outside her bedroom door, and Sunday dinner is still at five.

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The sound of this song

1970s-style heartland rock in a slow 76 BPM sway; voice and piano first, with drums from the second verse. Gritty male rock tenor with stacked harmonies that widen into a full-throated chorus. Acoustic and electric guitars, a slide guitar solo and a ringing final chord.

“An original example of a heartland rock song from a dad to his daughter Brooke, the week she moves into her first apartment twenty minutes across Omaha.”

Sound

What to listen for

  • 1970s-style heartland rock in a slow 76 BPM sway; voice and piano first, with drums from the second verse.
  • Gritty male rock tenor with stacked harmonies that widen into a full-throated chorus.
  • Acoustic and electric guitars, a slide guitar solo and a ringing final chord.

Lyrics

Lyrics from Is Twenty Minutes Far?

Last Saturday across Omaha Your first place up on the third floor I hauled your couch up three long flights And acted like my back wasn't sore I know it's only twenty minutes, Brooke I know, I've said it before

Is twenty minutes far? No farther than your stars Sunday dinner's still at five Keep the key, it's always yours

When you were six I stuck up stars Plastic ones above your bed You made me move them one by one Till the Big Dipper looked how you said They're still up there in your old room Glowing where you left them, kid

Is twenty minutes far? No farther than your stars Sunday dinner's still at five Keep the key, it's always yours

I gave you my old red toolbox Your name on masking tape Biscuit still sleeps outside your door Like you're only running late The two of us are bad at this But we're learning how to wait

Is twenty minutes far? No farther than your stars Sunday dinner's still at five Keep the key, it's always yours

I don't say it near enough So let me say it loud Brooke, I'm proud of you

Is twenty minutes far? No farther than your stars Bring that toolbox Sunday, five o'clock Your key still fits, it's yours

Is twenty minutes far? No farther than your stars

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