spacious guitars. I dig the mood of it all.

This is a lovely tune... and only first draft too.. sounds there to me!

nice textural work man, never feels too much

an extremely skeletal draft on a new song

rots my teeth and stains my skin
this treaty’s become punishing 
open glow
dusty road 
close my eyes
light my lantern in the northern skies  

it reaches out just like a fist 
growing out me like a cyst 
tragic joke
broken yoke
to my surprise 
put back together before sunrise

all bummed out and full of sin
my head’ll burst just pull the pin 
molov, the state I’m in

(could you tell me how that feels)

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