PlayThe End of Love

Open windows and summer thunder violently crashing around my dark house. This was where no words had place. Only instrumental music could say what I needed to express. When I write a song, it is often a letting go process. I lay down my love through my hands, and when they leave the keys with that final note of music, it is at last complete and i can close the chapter for good. It is, in essence, the "End of Love."