i was a love
Ok, I can’t stop. I’ll probably die with a song in my head and no one around to listen. I do know this: there’s a new album forming called heliotrope - because searching for light has become both a figurative and literal fact of existing. This winter is long and preying on me like a wolf. One of those dark transitory episodes I need to go through. The song is called i was a love. It’s not finished but it’s the start of something.
