G, D, E, C, A...How many songs can I play?

It will be called the Morphine Session. The lyrics with be brutally honest and filled with metaphors of better days. I will tell the tales of a rambler out west and a hooker up north. I will ache for life's truths and curse their existence.

I will be so doped telling a tale not entirely based on my life will take far too much energy. Like a drunken phone call I'll say everything I've ever wanted to. When the morphine is gone I'll hope no one and everyone will have heard my songs.

It will be an album stoners crave and a broken-heart absorbs. The mix of an Egon Schiele painting and a Guthrie tune. In the liner notes I will thank morphine.