Byron came over today to tinker with the song I started yesterday, Devotion Road. We spent hours talking with guitars in our hands and the back door flung open to the cold Spring sunshine. Hours, and not a single new lyric – but we hung around in the spirit of the song. Every song dictates its own terms as to how it will materialize, and over the years, I’ve grown to respect, rather than resent, that fact.

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