Yesterday, i recalled two songs that i liked from Blue October and tossed their one album into my Amazon cart. i had never heard the other songs on the album and some i dig, others? not so much.
Ah, but this… this song speaks to me today.
Sometimes, i write too much, it seems.
He finds the exercise useful to me so He tolerates it well enough (smile). It’s one of the ways i process, i suppose and i’m sure it’s a way to connect when i cannot otherwise. i’m glad that i have the outlet and that i’ve managed to keep it free from passive-aggressive bullshit (i think, at least, that i do a good job of that). So… the song… it did speak to me:
“My words
they pour like children to the playground
You make me smile…
….I’m drinking what used to be sin”
