Listen to my sojourn This is my sojourn I develop like a photograph My negative finds a second draft Songs are my dark room Shutter focus on the light blooms Just needed more exposure To the light, I was fighting like a soldier My guitars always tell the truth Melody confession booth Tired of living mediocre Over and over and over and over When the present comes in focus Eyes open up to notice This is my sojourn Over and over and over and over
