I write songs the way some people keep journals.
Quietly.
Between the lines.
Acoustic songs.
English words.
A low voice, close to the ground.
These songs are not meant to impress.
They are meant to stay.
To sit with you in the evening,
to follow you home,
to linger a little longer than expected.
If you’re here,
take your time.
Nothing is in a hurry.
—
Jace Rowan Grey
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