A More Perfect Union

I wrote this real-quick-like on July 4th after listening to too much pod about the Dems. If you’re into pod, check out Astead W. Herndon’s The Run-Up. I’m by no means a political nut, but I can see when people are dropping the ball by staying in a rut instead of envisioning possibility.

I also wrote a letter to Jill Biden. Think she’ll read it? If she wanted to chat, it’s too bad because I have nothing appropriate to wear unless tank tops and yoga pants are cool at the White House.

I experimented with a neat filter. I dig it. And yeah, that’s a dog under my leg. She’s breathing loudly. I’m dog-sitting. She’s maybe the coolest dog ever.

You’ll also hear fireworks in the background…that’s not popcorn.

The closed captioning got my lyrics all wrong. Here they are:

If you listen close, you’ll hear the sound
A sweet melody, a new rhythm

Lift your eyes and hold your head up now
Lift your heart and see a new vision

I will stand with you, you’re not alone
We’ll plant ourselves a garden
Caring for it till it’s grown

And build a more perfect union
A home we can believe in
Come together through the night
The path is clear, we’ll do what’s right

Build a more perfect union
A home we can believe in
Grown the seeds of what’s good
And unite as we should

Build a more perfect union
Build a more perfect union
Build a more perfect union