This is an oldie from The Wallflowers, Jakob Dylan’s band. I heard it again the other day and remembered how much I loved the guitar playing and the lyrics. Sexy and dark—the song is inspiring a story I’m writing now.
” …This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I’d like to watch it burn
I’m so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain’t changed, but I know I ain’t the same …”
We sprang forward this weekend in parts of Canada, so spring should be around the corner. Yay! 😉
Here’s hoping you have a warm and wonderful week,