Padraig MacMahon

This song is out today with my band. I wrote thing song in April 2022, after myself and the person I was falling madly in love with were drinking cans at the canal and dared eachother to start hitchhiking at 2 in the morning to Budapest.

We were picked up at a petrol station outside Vienna by a rusted red van from Romania, bundled up in the back with the sheep the men were driving somewhere. They dropped us off at the Hungarian border around 3 where we were stuck for hours and hours, hungry tired thinking we’d never get out of there, until eventually a red eyed business man picked us up, feeling sorry for us.

Once in the city we slept in parks during the day and I played open mics by night to warm us up and earn us some money. It was at an open mic that took us in and let us sleep in his flat, saving us another night in the cold.

Nothing mattered during the time there other than what we felt for eachother, and the normal prerequisites to well-being felt distant and unimportant.

Getting home was an equally arduous journey, and I wrote this song exhausted the next day at the desk in the fourth slide.

That relationship nearly did me in, and I realise every time I play it now, that I was writing about the people who were about to come more prominently into my life very shortly after, and literally bring me back to sanity.

I hope it might connect with someone out there and continue to give.

Thanks for listening