Beth Meadows

I ainʼt living in the dark no more

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I knew he wrote a song called Beth/Rest.
I listened to the album, but didn't hear it the first few times. Does that happen to you?
Then it hit me. Damn, that last song is good.
Weeks later, I realized the title of it.

Though often agonizing, a slow processing brain has its benefits.
Joy seeps gradually into my life; I'm constantly surprised.
And everything strikes me when it's meant to.

This song is mine, in all it's cheesiness, sincerity, and glory.
I couldn't tell you what he's saying
but that makes sense.