My mother brought me into this garden first
Taught me to weed by working deep down in the earth
And while I was clutching dirt, I was struck, I was hurt:
All that grows so thirsts
Once my father said he would read me to bed
Worn down from the job he had to keep me fed
But I was too old and I, blushing red, yelled instead
Never was the same ahead
Now, every night I come to town
All I ever think about
Are all the times I let you down
For all the times I let you down
Thank you, Derrick Watson, in a hundred years you'll be read
For shade 'neath and orange sun with a mighty pen and a level head
And although it may be little praise, my friends and I think you're great
For what you've done today
Now I spend most my time in this room, writing tunes
Locked up in my point of view, feeling blue
But as soon as I put on my shoe and walk outside, and I'm with you
That's when I learn something new
Still every morn I stumble through
A silver light so bright and true
'Til it turns a-gray rain coming soon
Yeah, turns a-gray rain coming soon
released October 11, 2019
Music & Lyrics: Nicholas L Gunty & Brian Eugene Powers
Produced by Frances Luke Accord
Mixing: Nicholas Gunty
Mastering: Jeffrey Miller (Resonant)