We have a Pecan Tree in the front lawn that covers the house and the neighbors in shade.

My mom gets a lot of flak but she’s literally always the first person to ask if I’m okay or to get me to do something when my depression stops me from moving

In the backyard is what basically amounts to a small forest that constantly sheds branches for me and my family to pick up

This hook was written as a sign of resignation after my grandma passed away. It felt like all I could really do to help

I do this thing where I assign objects to memories of people that dont coincide at all and all it does is make me miss people that I cant muster the courage to say hi to anymore

My grandma loved her garden. I dont have a green thumb

I wrote this crying in my bed because I couldnt get up. The tears in my muscles hurt and my memory of people lost weighed heavy on me. I’ve gotten up since though. It’s a journey though.

Pecan Tree

Songwriter from San Antonio, making demos for me or my band, Darkness Emerged.

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Carlos Ray

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