Salvation

Plenty keeps Michael up at night and has for years. His salvation may start with a simple phone call.

The start to this literally came from my husband playing Need You Now by Lady A (or whatever they call themselves these days), and I am really not a huge country fan unless it's like Johnny Cash or old school gritty stuff, but this song has always stuck with me for a certain reason, and when he played it, I just imagined Trevor screaming this into the phone at Michael from that one redneck dive one drunken night, and then it progressed into something else that could even turn into maybe something more when I have extra time to work on it after Toxicity and the fanzine. Or maybe stand alone, I don't know. It was meant to be short and sweet. Either way, I like it, and I wanted to leave it for my friend who is dear to me.