Hey My from The Fighter by Jeremy Wilms

Hey my New York City friends
How you been have you missed me?
I’ve been traveling the south trying to find who I am
When I saw you all last things were bad then they got worse
Now it seems troubled times have passed for a while, anyway

One thing I have learned
friends and family
are everything to me

Hey there Los Angeles
Hysterical with insincerity
You’ve built
A nice glass house in which to cast your stones
Remember not everything
Is glitz and glam, or smoke and mirrors
Please be kind to all my friends
Help them find who they are

Hey my southern hermit friends you have built something sacred
I stand in awe of your will to exist
On your own terms
Prodigal, I came around again
You welcomed me
With hospitality
Like no time had ever passed and I’m full
With your love


Hey there throughout this great big world
Boundless in your experience
Please be kind to all my friends
Help them find who they are

• Alternative
• Americana
• americana rock alt-folk
• americana roots rock
• ect...
• other
• singer-songwriter
• Poughkeepsie