I wrote this song last century; it was the first song I wrote after my mother passed away. Tonight I found it came back to haunt the inside of my head, and I found I just had to dust it off, try to remember it, and play it, for it seemed apt in my own head, and was an attempt at self-consolation. This is humbly done with Ben Young, as well as the human condition, in mind. He was a brother and brother in arms who is and will be missed. While there is great sorrow, let there somehow be some ineffable, mysterious spark of hope burning yet in the darkness.
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