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I am glad you liked the lyrics!

Hmmm, I willl try it. I think it might not sing right though.

Great energy! Very enthusiastic!

I enjoyed this poem more than I enjoy french fries.

Very good observation! My wife says that the two main themes of my work are "reading people" and "addiction". But Wind in Tow breaks away from this pattern. This song is about a love that could have been but never was.

Intense emotions!

Thank you so much for thinking about it. But I'm afraid I'm not sure what you're question is. Can you ask it again a different way? Thank you!

Thank you! I'm glad the song means something to you. Perhaps we could collaborate on-line... I am currently in the process of re-recording these songs with better sound quality.

Oh, I wrote this about a very specific thing. It's about addiction.

Thanks Tan! I appreciate the comments! I just realized I had omitted a verse. I'll check the vid if it's missing there.

Freaking awesome! I love this sooo much! It could use some expansion though. I'd totally try to build on this were I you.

Due to the title I had to read this. The poem did not disappoint. It's very rythmic and cryptic. I like it!

Thank you! I appreciate your listening and comments very much As to what it means, well, what's it mean to you? Or what do you think it might mean?

You were my first cigarette. You made me cough and took my breath. Like my first cigarette. Between you and I, I let something pass us by. Between you and I. The wind whispers to the leaves. Then it blows them all away. Then the wind no longer speaks. There is nothing left to say. Between you and me, I let something set us free. Between you and me.

Very compelling and terrifying.

Very cool experiment!

Today I'm a boat. Tomorrow I'm a sailor Fighting off squids, chasing a wave. Today I'm a book. Tomorrow I'm a writer Cursing and spitting at the page. I can dress the part And I can play the role. I'm eyeing the sharks. I'm eating them whole. Today I'm a goat. Tomorrow I'm a mountain. The faces of which can not fade. Today I'm a floatTomorrow I'm a-marchin'. Blowing my horn at your parade. I can dress the part And I can play the role. I'm eyeing the sharks. I'm eating them whole. When you tear away the full disguise And find the center of my illusion. I'll be far away from prying eyes Sacrificing my delusion. I can dress the part And I can play the role. I'm eyeing the sharks. I'm eating them whole.

Thank you!

"Did you make your bed?" Tug's Mother mocked, "Dreams escape unmade beds you know."

Thank you Wyvern! I bought strings the other day and will string up within a few weeks. I'm starting a new job so am focusing on that first. Interesting observation about the human-inhuman transitions. My intent was more to illustrate control, but am glad to see there's more layers to it than I previously thought.

Today I'm a boat. Tomorrow I'm a sailor Fighting off squids, chasing a wave. Today I'm a book. Tomorrow I'm a writer Cursing and spitting at the page. I can dress the part And I can play the role. I'm eyeing the sharks. I'm eating them whole. Today I'm a goat. Tomorrow I'm a mountain. The faces of which can not fade. Today I'm a float Tomorrow a-marchin'. Blowing my horn at your parade. I can dress the part And I can play the role. I'm eyeing the sharks. I'm eating them whole. When you tear away the full disguise And find the center of my illusion. I'll be far away from prying eyes Sacrificing my delusion. I can dress the part And I can play the role. I'm eyeing the sharks. I'm eating them whole. I'll be posting a performance of this song as soon as I buy new strings for my guitar.

"guts that wrinkle to a shallow shell" I like those words.

I like this!