Biography
Songwriter with poetic influences due to many years as a poet.
Samples
No Spaces. I can see rainbows through mountains and sheep frolic around me. Feel the sunshine and hear birds chime as I walk along grass happily. But when I wake up, I feel the hard spring-filled bed. A stranger of a woman who's breathing close to my head. Another night stranded in the broken down tree of a concrete jungle. The animals travel crazily. The cars move quickly. And this headache I got makes things feel hazy. We sway solemnly in harmony through the night time of the boulevard. Are we too blind to truly see our happiness is very far? The girls in groups squeeze talkativly into cab cars. Corner girls in ripped leggings coo seductively at the passing cars of men with kids and a wife but he wants to have some fun tonight and I wonder if he'll be alright cause the struggle is real and it's an endless fight. Just another night in this concrete jungle. I relive memories of things that make happy and fall in love with the substances that drive the joy back to me. Eternally trapped in this concrete jungle. Another night another fight into a land of pure imagination. I wonder: is there a me who isn't in this situation? Where the world ain't got no complications keeping him in this state of contemplation and these compilations of sorrow and nightmares of tomorrow do not lay next to him in this bed. He wonders if it's all in his head.
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