Sing a lullaby beside the water...
No one wants to accept that the person that they are would not put up with the person that they are.
If it isn’t clear by now the stories and poems that make up Jam Session are far from traditionally structured - they benefit from additional context.
You reached for the secret too soon,You cried for the moon,Tell me who are youBecause I really want to know.Mr BrownstoneHe’s been knockin’He won’t leave me alone, No, no, no,I used to cryBut now I hold my head up highAnd you see meSomebody new -Forget about him;We’ll have ourselves a ball. Emotional feedback on a timeless wavelengthBearing... Continue Reading →