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How Far Is London

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Indie Folk sample

How Far Is London

Indie Folk

An original example from Sam in Seattle to her best friend Ava, who moved to London three years ago. Every December they mail each other one terrible ornament, the uglier the better. They watch the same Christmas movie at the same moment, which means three in the morning for Ava, and she still signs every card with a cat doodle they invented in seventh grade. Sam wanted it warm and a little funny.

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The sound of this song

Gentle indie folk stomp at 92 BPM with fingerpicked acoustic guitar and upright piano. Breathy female alto with stacked harmonies on the hook. Soft kick drum and group vocals on the last chorus, recorded with a live-room feel.

“An original example of an indie folk Christmas song from Sam in Seattle to her best friend Ava in London.”

Sound

What to listen for

  • Gentle indie folk stomp at 92 BPM with fingerpicked acoustic guitar and upright piano.
  • Breathy female alto with stacked harmonies on the hook.
  • Soft kick drum and group vocals on the last chorus, recorded with a live-room feel.

Lyrics

Lyrics from How Far Is London

Third December since you packed your life And flew it off to London town I'm still here in Seattle, Ava Watching the grey rain settle down Three years of airmail Christmases Three years of time zones in the way But every box that crosses over Proves we never drifted away

How far is London, really? Not far enough to keep you from me

Every December we mail one ornament The uglier the better, that's the rule I hunt for something truly hideous A glittered disaster, tacky and cruel Then yours arrives and I just lose it You win again, it isn't close Yours is always the very worst one And somehow that's the one I love most

How far is London, really? Not far enough to keep you from me

We press play on the same old movie At the very same second, side to side It's evening here with all my lamps on Three in the morning where you hide You're yawning under London blankets I'm laughing at the lines we know Two screens across the whole Atlantic Running one film, nice and slow

How far is London, really? Not far enough to keep you from me

I miss you more than I let on More than a postcard can hold But you're still my closest person However far the planes have rolled

And then your card comes, Ava Signed with that cat we drew Seventh grade, two kids inventing A doodle only we'd ever know Still lopsided, still ridiculous Still the best thing in the post

How far is London, really? Three Christmases, still right next to me

Third December since you packed your life

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