fullstack · songwriter
welcome to my small piece of the internet
Fresh marks from the wall, lens, screen, and speakers.
“A grape once called a stranger a friend, so fragile and so brave Baffled as the friend was, a quiet miracle it was A season slipped away like the ghost town in his mind”
a stranger and a grape
“I’ll stay away, Gone to another place, Far away from home,”
belong
Too feminine for the girls Too masculine for the boys I stand on the crossfire
Aah, ah, hmm It's been ninety days of sleepless nights Been ninety days since that lovely ride
