Cold winter nights and freshly fallen snow Casting thoughts against a pale reflection Seems kinda random impeding on the flow To navigate our world with no real direction Cigarette smoke lingers in this conversation Ideas whisper of relevance to...

I wrote a poem then I picked up a guitar sang a couple lines holy shit that's a hit! Jimmy Iovine is now looking at me like I'm a chick with big tits because there's money to be made just not for the artist getting clicks on Spotify making...