"I'm Not My Season" lyrics

"I'm Not My Season"

Blood of my blood
Skin of my skin
You're in roundelay water again
I want to face the condition you're in
The old wrenches hardly turn me

Can you catch a thrown line
Tied around neat
Circle once about, please allow me
I see the pall coming off of our cheeks
We're weak but a leaf is turning

And I move lightly in the dawn
Try to, lightly ever on the lee

Though I liked summer light on you
If we ride a winter-long wind
Well time's not what I belong to
And I'm not the season I'm in

Holding on close
Holding on to
Any kind of ring I can bring you
And at the beachwood pyre good news
It's wet but it's catching easy

And I move slightly in the dawn
Try to, gently ever on the lee

Though I liked summer light on you
If we ride a winter-long wind
Well time's not what I belong to
And you're not the season you're in


Writer(s): Robin Pecknold
Robin Pecknold said of the inspiration behind this song on Apple Music, "A friend of mine had been telling me about her experience helping a family member with addiction. As she was describing that, I was imagining this sailing lesson I had taken where we were learning how to rescue someone who had fallen overboard and you have to circle the boat around the right way and throw the ropes from the right place."
Explaining "I'm Not My Season" to EW.com in September 2020, Robin Pecknold said, "So much of the last six months has been having to find some handhold in the present moment that is not affected by current events or time itself. So this song is trying to place the idea of spirit in this place outside of time and then the comfort of that."