So you are in the woods
walking along
thirsty and hungry
snow up to your knees
when you hear some song
thumping through the trees
you come to a shack
what is this?
an out house?
a generator shed?
no.
It's Ben.
Spirits Of Winter by mystic forever
Zero Point Field by mystic forever
Yes, the musical stylings of our own Goblynn
so lean back in a warm place, don't be scared, breath in,
let the sounds carry you off to places where your job, the dentist, and spilled milk no longer matter.
There's one hell of a universe out there and it's just waiting for us to listen.
There's one hell of a universe out there and it's just waiting for us to listen.
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