I'm trying to get back to something old. This song is really a sketch; sort of a study meant to clear the cobwebs off of a dusty way of doing things. Once upon a time before graduate studies and endless weekends in the library, this website was filled with elaborate, layered, multi-instrumental compositions. I have lived in a realm of simplicity for a long time, writing tiny little guitar tunes to keep this project alive as I pursued something new. Some of those tunes have been very satisfying, but I feel the need to use the time between graduation and gainful employment as an opportunity to build up another kind of catalogue. I am trying to be realistic that I will not write my finest electric compositions right out of the gate. Pivoting metaphors toward my life as casual jogger, the first few weeks are always a struggle. Muscles are sore. Breath is short. Hills seem too high to climb. But gradually, I hit my stride. I aim to do the same thing here. I'm going to work out muscles that have gotten a little soft. This song was a quick few laps. Gradually I'll go for greater distances.
lyrics
What kind of world you build
What kind of life you fill
Whatever lifts you up
Whatever seed you are
What grows beneath your stars
Whatever fills your cup
What kind of world you build