Tag: Life
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Sunday Nights
Sunday night in the setting sun,front step sitting now the work is done.The universe is in my veins,I’ve got my phone playing some songs,rock and soul all night long.Close my eyes and breathe it in.Every Sunday, you’ll find me here,some songs and a couple of…
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Tree
Sometimes it’s nice to be up before the world.Sitting at the back door till the daylight returns.Rain falling softly.Jason Isbell playing.Cup of tea in hand.The thing that always struck me about town, compared to the city,is a different kind of quiet.I swear my voice can…
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Pale Horse
Pale horse,running through the woods at night,down the old trails where they never built the houses.Where we played as kids.Am I dreaming?Sitting at that kitchen table,or maybe that old wooden table,where I wrote so many songs when I was starting out.Trying to scrape meaningfrom three…
