We are kids of a garden old
The buds and thorns of ancient souls
There’s ground to till and seeds to sow
The good, the bad are what we grow
No good or bad, just what we grow
Probably drinking my third coffee
Hey there, I’m a singer-songwriter in Charlotte, NC. I write music for laughing and crying and sometimes both. As we speak, I’m probably drinking my third coffee for the day. If you’ve stumbled onto this page, I’d love to hear from you
