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
Will I ever grow up to my forties Kinda scary to think That we were just playing in mud
Sitting in solitary drinks with nobody Stranger on a phone hips on the dance floor Did you tell your friends about what you think
