A year of medical hell that led to multiple surgeries left me highly critical of the western approach to health issues.
lyrics
Hey son have a seat in the not so easy chair.
So I take a deep breath. I think I need some air.
Face to frozen face with all the fear I've come to bear.
Now I'm wondering if I'll escape unscathed.
I'm catching the drift, the complications come in waves.
So I put a brave face on and swallow the rising tide as they invade.
Holy heals the holes one day I'll be whole again.
Ripped from the roots, dull pain up the shoots.
There's blood staining my golden boots.
Now something ain't right. I got this feeling got a hunch.
My muscles are tight, there's a lingering numbness in my tongue.
I'm trying to climb the ladder but it leads not to but from.
credits
from Thorwind,
track released January 24, 2016
Written and arranged by Adam Parent. Engineered by Morgan Coates. Mixed by Aaron David. Mastered by Brock McFarlane at CPS Mastering. Featuring Tim Parent on bass, Cole Graham on trumpet and Alex Hauka on cello.
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