In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
fainter away
I drew a picture of you on a napkin at a Denny's in east Los Angeles once like I needed it to remember you to comfort me to pay my last respects I think of you and hope and fear and pray that you don't get fainter and fainter away
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