Words cut as sharp as the finest sword! Why? Why can’t I write stuff like this? I’ve thought it so many times before. Some say in a sentence what I’m incapable of saying in a week.

“But there ain’t much difference in the man I wanna be
And the man that I really am”.

Let’s change up that verse just a little.

“But there’s a whole lotta difference in the man I am
And the man I used to be, wanna be”.

Guess it’s time for me to pony up and write my own future vs hearing a version of it in another man’s works.

Oh and the tune that brought on these thoughts? Enjoy, it’s pretty spectacular!