Wherein I aimlessly ponder the concept of imprisonment, solitary confinement, solitude vs loneliness & why the heck large groups make me feel more isolated than being totally by myself.

Why do most people hate being alone?

Even the word “alone” seems to scare people, so much, they might change the words of a song to avoid it.

Anyway, that’s a way for me to say that I’m posting a raw, one take, recording of a song at the end.

I’m not a good singer, and my piano playing is sub par at best, but, you get what you pay for.

No refunds.

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Good As Gold

2025 merkley/coomer

underground,

so beautiful,

lying there,

good as gold.

and I swear,

on my word,

I will dare

to unfold

when you play your ukulele

on the promenade

I feel the symptoms of your soul

Underground underground

don’t you try and tempt me

when I’d rather be alone

alone

safe & sound

immutable

lying here

still as stone

To return

and appear

light as a feather

dark as coal

When you play your ukulele

on the promenade

I feel the symptoms of your soul

Underground underground

Don’t you try and tempt me

When I’d rather be alone

alone, alone,

alone.