Out from the murky muddy waters of that flooded forest. I found a city made of stone able to stand up to the fires that may lie around me.
I can sit and rock myself back and forth, on the same three chords all night, talking in circles. It's like a second language; music is an extension of language... It's the breath on the microphone, the metallic chill against your lips, and the sound of the bench below you as it squeaks and pops while the following line pulls you fast around an elliptical bend.
if circles could get over themselves they would spin me away, and break my time and chain.
These are the things around me as I see them; it is my pleasure to share them with you.
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Lori Christopher Fields
said:
Terrell, once again you have succeeded at inspiring me beyond such a point I have ever been. All of your songs are beautiful and inspiring because they have so much depth, but The Maid and New Autumn especially touched me. Only one of the aspects of The Maid that draws me in is that I love using different names for people or things in my songs, as well. It creates a beautiful anonymity and mystery. New Autumn speaks volumes about your life, at least your life in my eyes. Aug 28
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