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It's just me. Mainly I write songs to remind myself of feelings I have or moments in time. It's a way to capture parts of my life or to remember significant thoughts or epiphanies I've had. I'm often curious whether or not other people would feel remotely close to what my songs actually try to portray. Guess I'll never know just like you can never really know what you look like through someone elses eyes.
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Peak #260
Peak in subgenre #41
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Aperson Being
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Aperson Being
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December 30, 2007
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MP3 4.9 MB 128 kbps 5:38
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I'm on my way to Santa Fe. I lost my friend along the way; in a hillside town, Gerome, Arizona. Made my way to Silver City. Nothing much, about it to say; just a bridge and place to lay my head. I'm on my way... Stranded on a highway in Utah. Cop stopped just to tell me that I'm wrong. Took nearly half a day just to hitch a ride. Slowly made my to Saltlake, man, what a shitty place. No, I'll never go back again, they're slaves to sin. Yea, I'm going home to see my kin, my mom again. All the things I never thought I'd miss, I'm so blessed. I'm on the road just to find myself, to be with God. No, I never thought it'd be this way, it's like a weave. Folding in and out and back again within itself. I'm on my way... In the woods of the state of Missouri. Little puppy pooping in my tent. Had to trip just to find myself again. In a tree surrounded by spirals, oh, how I longed to go back again. Though I never did find that place, to say my grace. I'm on my way... Sleeping on the roof in Charlottesville, VA. Playing guitar to the stars, Two Moon dishes down below. Made my way to see the Monroe, for some lessons on some astral travel. Didn't know you had to have some dough, to make them show. Yea, I'm going home to see my kin, my mom again. All the things I never thought I'd miss, I'm so blessed. I'm on the road just to find myself, to be with God. No, I never thought it'd be this way, it's like a weave. Folding in and out and back again within itself. I'm on my way... A chess game in the commons of Ithaca. A secret cigarette mama, an unknown friend. Standing naked in the gorge just to see if I can. I found my love when I wasn't looking. Funny how things seem to happen. I can't afford to be afraid, for even a day! I found my way.
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