This song we started, will it ever end?

One has to be in a certain mood to play music. Otherwise, it comes out wrong.

I like to imagine that I'm playing somewhere dramatic and completely out-of-place. Sometimes completely in place.

With ungloved fingers beside a campfire, at night. It's difficult, nigh impossible, to see anything but the blaze, but that's all right.

Sitting on the edge of that ridge with dangling feet. Nobody can hear by the bum living in the cardboard boxes beside the bridge.

Fuck, what am I saying. It'll never come to that. I can't even play well. I don't even have any "significant achievement, special skills or qualifications" for this damn application.

Fuck.