Parachutes is calm in an album. Anytime I'm falling (and I fall a lot) this album slows me down. This album puts pictures in my head that I don't have a lot of time to see in real life. Sunbeams, sturdy oak doors and shag carpet. A weathered rocking chair on a screen porch. Driving down old US-1 in an old truck. The ebbing flutter of grass in the wind. It's all yellow.
