Gonna choose sunlight Gonna drink wine Bound to win a few fights, before my time Gonna make love now Ain’t the future bright Gonna be
Category: music is my therapy
rich and me and aidan and bailey.
Today I’m going to tell a part of my story that I’ve never written before – and I don’t know why. It changed so much
music is medicine.
As I wrote in my most recent post – last week – things have been sickly for me lately. Sometimes it just happens that way.
thanks for spending the evening with me, bruce (you know better than anybody that music is the best therapy)
The screen door slams, Mary’s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
