I wrote this song about Seventh Circle Music Collective, a beautiful place with a great vision. Thank you Aaron Saye, for letting me play there, and for everyone who's supported me at shows.
lyrics
In the back of the stage at 7th
Getting late so I think I'll call it
2 AM I decide to walk it
With a butterfly in my pocket
In the pit where the guys are talking
Next door the police come knocking
Guess they came to shut down our rocking
But all the kids know there's no stopping
In the back of the 7-Eleven
Next door to a place called heaven
I hear the angels singing
When I listen to, listen to the sirens
Smoke clouds creating halos
Mixed up with all the weirdos
Spotlights and dirty solos
Mosh pits and old Cameros
Squatting here in the old hotel rooms
Shower in the truckstop bathroom
Food stamps and sleep until noon,
Play guitar it's all we can do
[chorus]
Those city lights surround me
Those trusty chords they drown me
Strangers with songs around me
That's where my angel found me
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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