an old home demo recorded with the shruti box into band lab. It was my first and one of only a few times i have “produced” my music alone and away from a bigger studio. There is a certain quality in the naive and almost sloppy completion of it that i find beautiful and completely my own.
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Oh and if only i might be of some comfort to you,
what else should i wish to do?
When i have nothing now but time
and this restless, wishing, willing, splitting mind.
And You, well you are something whole
something bound and full
sewn from only cloths of all the finest kind.
Like weathered clay the world around you holds
quiet as you go, carful but to show only the brightest days,
sweet thoughts of youth, and easy praise,
a well kept path of steady change
Who wouldn’t wish to be close to you like this?
