The very last song I wrote with Syracuse Me went like this:
"I won't be here when the sun comes up
I have to get myself out of this rut
But if I'm out of the loop I guess I'm out of touch
But I won't be here when the sun comes up"
On August 30th, 2008 I screamed these words to a room full of people
On September 1st, 2008 they became a reality. My reality.
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