1.6 Astronaut by Gregory Alan Isakov

I've been going through so much lately that all I can offer you at the moment is a song by an artist I've loved since my early teens.

I don't cover songs often. I rarely learn other people's songs either. I find my versions never do it justice, so fear prevents me from ever doing it in the first place. In part, I think it comes from me adoring the original recording so much, that "how could I ever match its perfection?!" -a thought heavy enough to dampen my heart yells to me.

I don't care about that anymore. I've been through too much for too long to care. I love this song and I wanted to play it because it puts the need to be rid of ones' deep sorrow into a love song.

Sharing this with you gives me butterflies. Butterflies do not belong in a cage, especially one made of ribs.

Thanks for listening <3

Ilyf,

Bianca Isabella