Notes: This week's song is a sketch composed of layers, and it is all about encouraging the guitar to define and redefine space within the composition. Elements enter, repeat and and exit. I like the words, and I don't mean to devalue them when I say that they are more or less incidental within this track. I wanted something airy and simple to float above the more layered instrumental, and they achieve that end. I just got back from the beach, and I think there is perhaps something here that is evocative of the waves rolling in. I hope that I have created something peaceful.
lyrics
We all climb our own hill
We all take our own fill
We all face some hard days
We all go the long way
But we always come around