A Conversation With The Ground In August

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Section 28, Row 3, Plot 21. I'm finally here and I'm sorry it took so damn long I've just been busy is all and I know excuses excuses I wrote you another song and I'm not sure who I'm talking to or why I think me playing music into the grass and ground in front of a headstone means anything to anyone but me or if the people in these houses behind the cemetery think I'm delirious or if this is a near-daily occurrence for them and I'll bet it's nice to be under such a pretty tree and I know it's lost its leaves and grown new ones that it's about to lose again before I made it here and I'm so sorry it's just that I've been scared and I'm not sure of what We got a dog for Christmas His name is George and I think you'd really like him He's been a bright spot in an otherwise dark year for me and I don't know why I'm sobbing so hard talking about him but it's really killing me The world isn't doing so great Pop I'm a little relieved you don't have to watch it crumble