There’s a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be / And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me (Jason Isbell)

If the walls in the room could talk / I wonder to myself, would they lie? / It’s like some kind of jail / Beams of light fall through the curtains onto the bed / I’m all alone now, I can do as I please / I don’t feel like doing much of anything (Ryan […]

And I know you need me in the next room over / But I am stuck in here all paralyzed / For months I got myself in ruts / Too much time spent in mirrors framed in yellow walls (The Avett Brothers)