“ And when all your faith is gone let it be me, if it's a friend you need let it be me ”
And baby, the way you move me it's crazy
~ Ray Lamontagne
But everything I have to give, I'll give to you
Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' goldAnd like the sky my soul is also turnin'Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind
I probably wouldn't be a songwriter if I didn't grow up the way I did. It was difficult and it was at times very scary to grow up in a household so unsettled and at times very violent. But, it also, I guess it earned me a sort of wisdom at a young age that's served me well.
