Bryn, how shall our love begin? Arriving by good fortune, due to the errant mention of a clever yellow vine. But never had I thought that tendril-heart might me entwine, and wrap around my brain, encase me in a thought-cocoon. But there I planned to dwell, and make this shell a hallowed hall. But Bryn, when pleasures seem far-flung, and pressures quick are mounting, persistence is astounding in the way it guides us forth and steels our shaky steps and quick-corrects our curving course. But one must bear in mind, it’s quite inclined to warp our worth—such that our time investments make us less allowed to fail. So Bryn, how shall we venture on? Though steep it seems our slope is, I know our only hope is to continue hand in hand. And with this mutual grip, I feel equipped to scale this road. Regardless of the heights or caustic sights where it may lead. Though in bad dreams I tossed; I thought I’d lost you, arm and all.
from Drawn Onward,
released September 1, 2011
Jordan O'Jordan: vocals, banjo
Recorded and mixed by Bob Schwenkler.
Mastered by Mel Dettmer.