The guitar picker played
Each note sharp as a blade
His hands moved like a surgeon
His words tried to ease my hurtin’
But, I could hear the dead canaries
Lilting something extraordinary
Like the sound of minors trapped below
The laments echoed thru my soul
Oh, the guitar picker played
His arpeggio ricocheted
A silver slug tore thru my...
- Release Date:April 14, 2021
