“Churches and trains
they all look the same to me now
they shoot you some place
while we ache to come home somehow.”
Some days I simply need to listen to this guy play and sing. Today was one of those days.
I am an awe of this guy. Simply left speechless by his songwriting chops. It is hard to command attention with just an acoustic guitar, but for Mr. Isakov, it comes easy. He effortlessly draws you in, makes you stop what you are doing and listen.
I want to write songs like this guy.