Track # 3 - J
from the album "Hybrids."
Last single before the full album drops. Also, one of my top 5 favorites (of my own writing that is).
3. J
Speak easy into the open end of the can rope tin rope long rope Stretched 'cross the yard Best friends spilling secrets on a late summer night only fireflies and God can hear admit it It’s not about confession, it’s an unburdening of spirit Therapy with no couch and clicking pen or furrowed brows Breezy conversation feels light Airy, like Seraphim branching out across the firmament Illustrious singers of the beautiful verse girls and boys next door Words fumbled around in the balmy soup of night thick with innocence