For my own #chosen-name challenge. Join me, friends, if you wish! https://fawm.org/forums/3925

There are two meanings to my name - Oren which means pine tree in Hebrew, and Orin/Odhrán which means “pale green” or “little green one” in Irish/Gaelic. I picked the Irish spelling since that’s more in my ancestry.

Content warnings for mental health struggles and a vague drug reference

#BaritoneUkulele & main vox one-take + two harmony tracks.

My Name is Orin

It’s the last snow of March, and I cannot sleep So I watch the sun as it slowly creeps Orange over the pines like an open mouth And I hear a word from the sparkling boughs

Your name is Orin now Don’t ask us why, don’t ask us how Your name is Orin now

I saw gods in the sky, and I got super high Then I ran out of drugs, but it still took a while To come back to myself, then it hurt like hell When the sun comes up, and you’re left to pick up

After a party that you didn’t plan And you burnt your house down to the land But the pines stand sentry still

My name is Orin still I trust the trees, though it’s my will My name is Orin still And they named me

After themselves, I am the pine That tries too hard to reach too high My name is Orin still

And it’s almost March, two years gone by And I’m still green, I don’t know why When the star gods shine at the top of the sky I know they were me all of this time

My name is Orin still For it’s my will My name is Orin still

I am still green, but I’m the pine Who’s rooted deep and reaching high My name is Orin still

My name is Orin still