After spending almost two years at Chapman University, where she continued her voice and music education, she sensed that her college experience had perhaps run its course. At age 19, Land had a chance meeting with producer Shannon Edgar at one of her performances in Fullerton, CA. Edgar had previously heard some of her bedroom demos, and immediately wanted to help this floundering up-and-comer flourish.
After months of train rides between her then hometown, the city of Orange, and Los Angeles, the time came to head into Ocean Studios in Burbank, CA to begin the recording process. Those sessions blossomed into what is now her debut album, “Orange Days on Lemon Street.” The title was coined after the period of time in which Lex penned the songs for the record while living in Orange, on a street duly named “Lemon”.
Within Land’s distinct vocals, you may hear the ghost of Judy Garland whispering velvety and soft, or the roar of a mistreated lioness. Her voice is versatile yet familiar, but her sound is all her own.
At the current age of 21, the now LA-based, genre-hopping songwriter has reinvented the art of confessional songwriting and embroidered it with a purer, uncontrived disposition. On ODOLS, Land articulates sentiments from the preemptive knowledge of heartbreak to missing a parent, and her words resonate with a truth that lures the listener into her world.
Favorite
Lex Land Lyrics
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The minute I forget your name,
You call me on the phone
And I have to stutter through
Another pointless conversation with you.
And then when it ends, silence ensues,
'cause neither of us knows, what more to say or do.
Will you never be real with me again,
Said I was your Favorite,
And that of all loves, ours would surely make it.
That I was your Favorite
Lover, have you gone now and found another?
Lately I've been tryin' hard to just get by, you know,
Doin' what I've got to do to get you off my mind.
Don't feel too much anymore, but isn't that what sex is for?
Lose myself in fighting all the heartbreak that's in store.
And when the morning comes, and your arms are empty,
And sunlight's crashing on your sheets,
Are you reminded of me?
Or do you wake to face the day
Without a second glance
At where your loving lady used to lay?
Said you were my Favorite,
And that of all loves, ours would surely make it.
That you were my Favorite
Lover. Did you appreciate it?
So I press my ear near to your voice,
'cause it's as close as I can get.
You ask me if I'm seeing anyone
And I tell you that "I'm not ready yet."
And for all the times I cried,
There must have been once that you dried my eyes.
I miss how we used to play.
I miss hearing you say,
That I'm your Favorite of all your loves,
And that ours is gonna be the one that makes it.
That I'm your Favorite
Lover, and that there could never be another.
The song "Favorite" by Lex Land is about the aftermath of a failed relationship and the difficulty of moving on. The singer is struggling to forget their former lover, who they were deeply invested in and thought they had a future with. Every time they start to forget them, the ex-lover contacts them, forcing them to engage in a tense and awkward conversation that leaves them both feeling uncomfortable and unsure of how to proceed. The singer is left questioning whether their ex-lover will ever be honest with them again, or if they're doomed to pretend that they're just friends.
The singer experiences a mix of emotions throughout the song. They oscillate between numbness and pain, trying to distract themselves from the heartache with casual sex and other distractions. However, they still miss their ex-lover and the intimacy and comfort they shared. They juxtapose the comfort of hearing their ex-lover's familiar voice on the phone with the cold, empty reality of waking up alone in the morning. They reflect on the past and how their ex-lover used to call them their favorite and how they'd believed that they would make it through anything. The singer is now left questioning whether their ex-lover ever truly meant what they said or appreciated what they had.
Overall, "Favorite" is a melancholic and introspective song about heartbreak and the struggle to move on. It highlights the difficulty of trying to forget someone who was once a significant part of your life and how every little reminder can bring back the pain of the past.
Line by Line Meaning
It's almost as though
The minute I forget your name,
You call me on the phone
And I have to stutter through
Another pointless conversation with you.
Everytime I try to forget you, you call me, and we end up having a meaningless conversation that makes me stumble over my words.
And then when it ends, silence ensues,
'cause neither of us knows, what more to say or do.
Will you never be real with me again,
Now that we have to just go on pretendin' that we're friends?
After the conversation ends, there is an awkward silence because neither of us knows what else to say. It feels like you will never be honest with me again, and we have to continue pretending to be friends.
Said I was your Favorite,
And that of all loves, ours would surely make it.
That I was your Favorite
Lover, have you gone now and found another?
You told me I was your favorite love and that our relationship was going to succeed. But now I wonder if you found someone else.
Lately I've been tryin' hard to just get by, you know,
Doin' what I've got to do to get you off my mind.
Don't feel too much anymore, but isn't that what sex is for?
Lose myself in fighting all the heartbreak that's in store.
Recently, I have been trying hard to move on from you and not think about you. I try not to feel anything, but I wonder if sex is just a way to distract myself from the pain of our breakup.
And when the morning comes, and your arms are empty,
And sunlight's crashing on your sheets,
Are you reminded of me?
Or do you wake to face the day
Without a second glance
At where your loving lady used to lay?
In the morning, when you wake up alone, do you think of me? Or do you just get up and start your day without a second thought about where I used to be laying?
Said you were my Favorite,
And that of all loves, ours would surely make it.
That you were my Favorite
Lover. Did you appreciate it?
I told you that you were my favorite love and that our relationship was going to succeed. But did you even appreciate it?
So I press my ear near to your voice,
'cause it's as close as I can get.
You ask me if I'm seeing anyone
And I tell you that "I'm not ready yet."
I listen to your voice closely because it's as close as I can get to being with you. When you ask me if I'm seeing anyone new, I tell you that I'm not ready to move on yet.
And for all the times I cried,
There must have been once that you dried my eyes.
I miss how we used to play.
I miss hearing you say,
That I'm your Favorite of all your loves,
And that ours is gonna be the one that makes it.
That I'm your Favorite
Lover, and that there could never be another.
For all the times I cried, I know that you must have been there to comfort me at least once. I miss the playful moments we had together, and I miss hearing you say that I was your favorite love and that we were going to make it. I miss being your favorite lover, and I know that there could never be anyone else like you.
Contributed by Caleb W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.