I came up with this earlier in the week – I've been trying to write more as a form of reflection and meditation. Shout-out to Josh for *crucial* mixing ideas and help. Lyrics:
I’ll try not to cry; I’ve been meaning to tell you
I’m just not so good with my words
You sang me your songs and wrote me your letters
What have I done in return?
By your tender hand I’ve blossomed
When I thought myself less than a weed
And now I must know, humbly, meekly
What do you need from me?
Unclench my hands, retrace my footsteps
What is this spell that I hear?
Calling me home; holding me sweetly
Is it your voice in my ear?
By your sheer will I’m standing
Though I’ve felt I had no right to be
And now I must know, humbly, meekly
What do you need from me?
What do you need from me?
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Guitar: 1959 Harmony H-162 restored by Morris Rowell
Vocal mic: Warm Audio WA-47
Guitar mics: Warm Audio WA-14s
Room mics: Audio-Technica AT2050s in omni
Audio interface: Pro Tools Carbon
Camera: Canon SL2 w/ 24mm f/2.8 lens
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