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The words to my songs

Aug 5
1 min read

I played my first show that someone I did not know knew every word to my songs. A young boy stood at the front while I played Promised and sang the words back at me. Being a musician and a lyricist is a vulnerable thing. It's my feelings and thoughts that I always fear sharing. It's the honest perspective I hold. The words primarily only feel strong enough to release alongside notes. And there I was in front of my entire town, sharing my heartbreak. And there this boy was, caring about what I had to say. Thank you to this person. He knows who he is, but I hope he knows how much it means to me that he knew the words.

A photo from Taste of Roselle, the second show I saw this fan at.
A photo from Taste of Roselle, the second show I saw this fan at.

 
 
 

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