I got places to go,
Got people to see,
And got nothing to do before I sleep, I got
Days to wait,
Got bills to pay,
And no one around except my babe
My life's alright- no
My life's great,
It's those days alone I can't take
I look at my own,
Look at my place,
Look at my life, and I give thanks
And I give my grace
I got nothing to do,
But got so much to see
I wonder how long till I find peace, I got
Days to wait,
And got shit to say
But I'm doing fine, just look at my babe,
Mt life's alright- no
My life's great
Taken by love's duet we make,
I look at my own,
Look at her face,
Look at my life, and I give thanks
Be still, and be happy
Know all is within thee
Don't let me go,
Cause through all, I am whole
I'm ready to go,
I'm beginning to see,
I'm ready to be all that I can be,
But I can wait,
I got friends to make,
And miles to go till the sky aches,
This place is alright
This place is not mine
This place has shown me one hell of a good time,
But I'll make amends,
And as I've said,
I'll look at my life, and I'll give my thanks again
And I'll give my grace to them
I'm so tried,
I know I got to get up
I desire some sludge from a two buck cup,
Now I'm wired, and ready to get back home
Work sucks,
I'd rather be at home
Or alone
Or anywhere else
I should be sharing the wealth of love
Be still and be happy
Know all is within thee
Don't let me go
Cause through all I am whole
Hauntingly beautiful “ambient-folk mini-epics” from Portland singer-songwriter/multimedia artist Dao Strom reflect on memory and identity. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 8, 2022