by Neil Young

I come up to the surface And take a breath on my return Crystal waters on the surface Light gets swallowed down below And it’s the same way with my feelings About you they stay much the same Twenty years wrapped up in paper Tied it up…

from the 3hrd Sunday GLSD Improv at the Grackle Art Gallery Miguel-drums, percussion Scott P-guitar Darrin K- guitar Kavin.- bass, percussion

Another acoustic guitar improv at the Keith House in Fort Worth, Tx