My guitar is singing out new colors of which I've never been able to play before,
The cats are sitting around me all flopped over each other as I strum away on the couch,
The old lava lamp on my side table is illuminating the frets as I write new songs,
There are new chapters opening up in my life and some unfinished things that I may never get the answers to, nor do I think I want to know,
I'll just sit here in peace and write new songs as the World continues spinning on around me outside my walls,
It's quiet here and there are no ghosts to haunt me at the moment, I'm safe, This is a small happy space in time and some rough tides have seemingly calmed behind me, but I see more on the horizon,
At times I'm guilty of confusing sentiment with nobility and suffering with character, but I have a glimpse of wonders to come and it puts a quiet smile on my face,
I have the devices within me to figure things out, I need to and will utilize them as often as I can,
For now I'll just sit here in my secret garden and write new songs and know a little peace,
Jåg Älskar Dig!
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