Lyrics:

Breathing in through trees and light
Nothing ever seems quite right
Just like they do in fall
Mistakes were made and shots were called
Next time I’ll take it slow
Follow shadows where they go
Now everything seems old
Razorblades are filled with mold
Above the trees I see below
Filtered sun, on the run, nothings catching me 
Except what I’ve done, Except what I’ve done

I chose a path of none
Leaning forward trying to catch the sun
Hazy days are gone
You can’t stop me now
I’m no one
Im no one

There’s nothing you can’t cure
Everything you think even more
I’ll keep your mind safe and warm
Suffocating, in the urn have no concern
I’ll hide the ashes in the labyrinth to my heart
If it exists, you’ll be the first to find something from this curse-ed
Life of ours, among the stars, maybe next we can be just who we are
Maybe next we can be just who we are

Maybe Next Time We Can Be Just Who We Are

There are no rules in music, never forget that. 

Don’t let “perfect” hold you back from letting the world hear something amazing!

After a 20 year break from recording music, I’m finally back into it.  My setup is simple: a few guitars, a ten year old MacBook Pro, an Oxygen 8 keyboard, a mic, and an M-Audio 192x4.  Basically just what’s in my main picture.

Maybe Next Time We Can Be Just Who We Are

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