This place is cold
but more than bearable
a sound so familiar brings me back each time
it lingers through the air, leaving me in a more than pleased state
calming, welcoming, leaving me to wonder what beautiful events can be born from these continuous collaborations
The room is silent, but just for moments at a time
we sit and hear the wind as our minds skip off to their own far off places
the music begins again
i look around and i see the product of their lyrics strewn across the walls
i feel the presence of their past musical relations all around me
Here, I am invited through the doors of freedom
Written about a place called Ranch O.K.
The home to one of my best friends and many great friends i've made,
It is one that has housed many and is covered with imprints and memories of each.
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