This song has a heart if nothing else. That's good enough for me

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Track icon photograph courtesy of carbonlad

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Sing Along :

I've lost my way to lock the door

I pray that they're across the kitchen floor

I search, I'm looking for my keys

I'm back up on my knees, I've found them so I'm free

I lock my door on a weekday

I brace myself so I can hide away

From things that make me real upset

Like deep pain and regret and lonely dark sunsets

I haven't been ok in weeks

My spoons have overflown the kitchen sink

I try to write on what I know

Progress is moving slow not getting any younger or wiser

Now hear about how my pen met paper

And groan being alone and stuff blah blah ...

I once was taught art therapy

Drew hands for thirty minutes ever week

And then when I got used to it the program went and quit

Got stuck thinking of it in the summer

That was twenty years ago

Time's passed the seasons brought a lot of snow

I left the city of my birth

To face something that's worse ; That's better left unsaid ...

I lock my door on a weekday

I brace myself so I can hide away

From things that make me real upset

Like deep pain and regret and lonely dark sunsets

I haven't been ok in weeks

My spoons have overflown the kitchen sink

I try to write on what I know

Progress is moving slow not getting any younger or wiser man.

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Made using FL Studio and ACID music studio.

Vsts, soundfonts and gear used : Douglas natural kit, Samsara OMB, TSE 808,

Heptode DeepCrunch, MiniSeries PEAK, Plogue Alter Ego + Marie Ork library

Amplitube, Ozone, Scarlet 2i2, and Ibanez RGA42 guitar.