In Years

In Years

Evenings come with their weary bones
And broken minds
In bits they drag themselves home

Ashen eyes and obligation’s never ending need
Flattened beneath it all
Everyday for someone else’s dying belief

Dreamless remedies slid down their throats
And midnight should have been just fine,
But yesterdays followed in their years of pain to show


Here’s an acoustic guitar version of one of my older songs,  Fall Quiet. It’s no better than the pitiful keyboard recording I did the first time around, but I just wanted this idea down too…trying to make something better when I don’t think it can be anymore.


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