Alas, all things must come to an end.  When I started this song-a-day project 64 days ago, I had spent several months waiting for my house here in Atlanta to sell.  My life had been on hold, and as I sat here spending my dwindling resources, I thought this would be a fun project to do and share with the world.  But now my house is selling (closing on Friday) and I’m living in a world of boxes and packing.  Before, I had been made of time.  Now, not so much.

As I embark on the next chapter of my life (whatever it may be), I imagine I will still keep writing songs, and I’ll try to post them here when I can.  I plan to keep all the songs I’ve written here on my website for the foreseeable future, so feel free to browse through them, if you like.

Thank you to everyone who has listened to the songs.  Literally every time I posted one, I thought, “This is the worst piece of crap ever.”  I say that, not to elicit sympathy or support from you, but to show you that that inner critic we all have is not always right.  If you should embark upon writing a song  – or any other creative project – remember that if it feels like you’re creating “the worst piece of crap”, you’re probably on the right track.

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Well, this has been great
It has been a riot
It has been the best thing that I could do
It’s not too late
For you to try it, too

And if you find you are afraid
Take a breath
There is a number of seconds and hours until your death

But that’s okay
Everything’s alright
Everything has turned out fine
Or maybe not
But I can’t make you mine

We are apart as two people can be
And yet so close
We live and we learn as we act so stern
That’s just how it goes

If this is goodbye
Then don’t ask why
I am just like you
I have so much left to do

Really, you know
This has been real
As real as anything else in my mind
I love you so
Though this may feel unkind

I won’t protect you out of respect
‘Cause I know you’re strong
And you have always been
Predestined to win the race all along

If this is goodbye
Then don’t ask why
I am just like you
I have so much left to do
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