My. Sweet. Lord. You come for Vegyn's exquisite, scenic, layered beats. You stay for the funny lyrics that pop out at you as random sometimes and profound other times, if not straight up nonsensical.
Then you listen a little more closely, and you see it's a story. A story of and from someone who gets it in their own way. Through their own eyes.
Into your own ears.
You just gotta listen and have fun with it.
THE BLUE SKIES ARE FOR GOOD TIMES
the gray skies are for when you want to die.
And I can't die
Love keeps me alive perpetually.