I’ve become the simple souvenir of someone’s kill, and like the sea I’m constantly changing from calm to ill, madness fills my heart and soul, as if the great divide could swallow me whole, oh how I’m breaking down.
Someone come and save my life. Maybe I’ll sleep when I am dead, but now it’s like the night is taking sides. And all the worries that occupy the back of my mind, could it be this misery will suffice?
Lately, my girlfriend Sarah and I have been working on singing songs together. Last night we started reworking “Ring Of Fire” by Johnny Cash as a duet in a minor key. We thought it sounded pretty neat, so we set up a microphone in my living room and recorded this rough version together.