Birds carry messages.
Trees carry growth.
Glass carries light.
Crow carries the tree.
I carry the songs.
This is a place for songs and words that come from being alive.
Grief, joy, anger, humor, dreaming — all of it belongs here.
You don’t have to read everything.
You don’t have to understand it all.
Pick the song that looks back at you.
If you don’t know where to start - this is a soft landing
→ Blue Jay Says Speak
A song about finding your voice, interrupting fear, and letting sound move again.
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→ Crow
A witness song about grief, memory, and the parts of us that refuse to disappear.
Thanks for landing here.
May your feet find their next step without rushing.
A little crow’s on the wire, keeping watch over you.
WIFEY GOT A GOOD LIFE – Lyrics
Wifey Got a Good Life—a love song rooted in mess, memory, and staying through the storm. It captures the quiet joy of a life co-built: cold rice on the stove, laughter in the kitchen, a child drawing on the wall. The moment holds because love held first. This isn’t a dream—it’s the real thing, and it hums from the inside out.
BECAUSE I SAID SO – Lyrics
This song is my reckoning. BECAUSE I SAID SO came from the gap between how I was showing up and who I wanted to be. It’s the sound of me catching myself mid-script, mid-yell, mid-trigger—and choosing something different. I didn’t write this from theory—I wrote it from the floor, holding the weight of my own voice.
I AM THE RAKE – Lyrics
This is what I wrote instead of screaming.
The rake moved what my mouth couldn’t say.
It dug through the grief I didn’t name—but still felt, still carried, still almost passed on.
It’s a rhythm for the ones who inherited the storm and chose to break the cycle with their body.
Not against the ones who came before—but for them.
For the love that was buried beneath duty.
For the softness that never got spoken.
I swing to clear space for that.
This is how I till the field and return with love.