That's All She Wrote

2026-09-28

Pensive

Folk

Wistful

Light

Poetic

[Verse 1] You win some, you lose some? You can't win them all? I heard your voice come from down the hall? Telling me again for the 20th time? I'm gonna lose? [Verse 2] Smelling like sea salt? Both eyes, bru? [Verse 3] Call me your poor Charlie Brown? I stub my toe every time I turn around? But sometimes? Cause it breaks you miss that keep you afloat? Da da da da da? Saucy road? [Verse 4] You can't lose? You don't have to get healed? You can lose blood when you never live? Vampire, vampire? I

Hartford, CT Studio 4

Acoustic Guitar