Well I’m officially done with the semester and am really ready for a break.  I work for a few days and then will head down to Camas to be with the family for six weeks!  I’m spending January in a couple of classrooms in mom’s district.  It’ll be a good break away from Spokane and hopefully relaxing before I start student teaching in February.

I wanted to record a new song before Christmas and I ended up having the time.  This will be my first song outsourcing talent to someone else.  I asked a friend at Whitworth if she would play cello and she agreed.  Kirsten you rock!  After a couple hours I had all I needed and I finished mixing that night.

Growing Old – by Stephan Ainley

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I’ll admit that there are days
I’m the rat running through the maze
Looking for you dear; waiting for a sign
Hoping life doesn’t leave me behind

Yet still I try
Playin’ all these games
The trail goes cold
And I’m growing old

There are days when I’ll admit
That I don’t see the point of it
You could be near or maybe not
I’m not looking to where I ought

Yet still I try
Playin’ all these games
And like a cold
They’re growing old

At times I’m not sure what exactly I’m waiting for
But It’d be stupid not wait and just ignore
You’re plan for me

I’ll admit that there are times
With just a word you could be mine
But to what end?  Maybe for the day
Oh I’m wishing my life away

Yet still I try
I’m not sure what to say
‘Bout ready to fold
Still growing old