Dust to dust.
I wrote this in my childhood bedroom. I sat down on my bed and reflected on those formative years, and how fluid time is. The older I get, the more I see my inner child trying to assert itself. I spent most of my childhood feeling guilty, trying to unpack what religion meant, what my life is supposed to look like. I constantly felt the friction of who I was against who I was “supposed” to be. Writing music frees myself, even just for a moment, from that guilt, as I accept that we are dust and will return to that state. But at least we can feel deeply along the way, love without fear, accept our mistakes, and defy the inner child that tells us to appease instead of to live, to hide instead of celebrating. This two minute single means a lot to me. I hope you find solace in the words.