“I was placed high on your mantle, above your chairs and picture frames, I looked down on you. I watched you grow into you are now, you always checked the shadows on the ground, the ones that followed you. And it was so wonderful to hold you in my arms, when you were young you wrote your name in the mud and asked me about the stars above, in this sky.”

“Closely I’ve loved you from far away, my seconds go like years and years and my time it slips away. Closely I’ve loved you from far away, you grew up much too quickly, but I’ve cherished everyday.”

- excerpt from Closely, from the album “Not making much sense”