In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
patient
I saw my shadow today/ I didn't recognize the sun/ the fires blew smoke upon our little town/ soot and ash on everyone/ what I would give for a clear blue sky/ I know it's coming by and by/ if I'm patient/ it will come
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