I think the best way to give an update on my life right now is to post the first couple verses of a song I'm working on right now:
I'm melting through my windshield
Up to hills that feel like wax
These giant drums tell heavy hearts
The way to best react
The golden wheat sees summer pass
And bows its head, bereft
It never looked so heavy
As it did the day we left
One more thing. Irish folk singer Dougie MacLean is a childhood hero of mine, musically.
Here's why:
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