51
Final Thoughts
My name is Jacob Wren, this time I mean it
I wish to sing a song and not demean it

there are strangers who are wandering as I wander as well
they have thoughts and they have stories they might some day get to tell
and I wander past them briskly
and I wonder who they are
and there looks all bright and misty
shine upon me like the stars
shine upon me like the stars
shine upon me like the stars
shine upon me like the stars
we know we are


automobiles on the highway, there must be people at the wheel
and I’m staring at the highway, what do they think, what do they feel
and I’m standing on the overpass
it’s such a long way down
I’ve been wandering for hours
my thoughts now smash against the ground
my thoughts now smash against the ground
my thoughts now smash against the ground
my thoughts now smash against the ground
without a sound


Sincerely Jacob Wren, I sign each letter
just hoping that the world will soon get better

there are churches, there are buildings, where the architecture stands
as a testament to something we no longer understand
and I wish to make confessions
but there’s nothing to confess
there is no one who will listen
there’s no legions to address
there’s no legions to address
there’s no legions to address
there’s no legions to address
or to redress
Guitare et voix: Jacob Wren
Enregistrement studio: Radwan Ghazi Moumneh (hotel2tango)