“rous” is a pretty whiny and piney, sad song.

It’s about the back and forth-ish process of trying to let go (which is a process that I don’t think ever really ends). Sometimes we might fabricate problems to mask what’s really going on, to escape from reality. Sometimes we might sit in silence. Sometimes we might repress the truest parts of ourselves.

But then we realize what we really want, and when it’s what we can’t have, where do we go from there? This song is about sitting with those thoughts and feelings (and maybe a cup of coffee), and just trying to make sense of them.

P.S. pronounced [rOO-s]

P.P.S. I recently downloaded a gnarly nature sounds set, which might explain why you hear bird sounds.

Thank you for watching, your support, and your positive words of encouragement. You have been so nice to me, and it means the world. :o)

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ROUS

We’re tired, frustrated with ourselves
And the silence, cuts louder than our words
I tried, but you never tried.

My arms are open, but you’re not here
The words unspoken, pierce my heart.

I shut down, parts of myself to be loved
Loved by you, as I slowly come undone
I tried, but you never tried.

My arms are open, but you’re not here
The words unspoken, pierce my heart.

And I’d rather, feel emptiness than hurt
When I saw you, the little flutter of my heart
I tried, but you never tried.

My arms are open, but you’re not here
The words unspoken, pierce my heart.

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