I’ve held on to this song (along with the rest of the tape) in the past few days, albeit tightly. I’ve found solace in peace and quiet, albeit briefly. It’s still surprising to wake up sometimes and realize you’re all grown up and you can only regress to only so much. Sometimes, when you feel beyond sad, that there’s not a name for it anymore, maybe something indescribable will also pull you above the surface and allow you to breathe freely again, to feel lighter again. This song is a blanket that has kept me safe.
“Don’t you color out…
Stay in the line, stay in the line”
Thank you, Chance.