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The Dream

There’s the dream
That’s been shadowed
By the rain
By the constant weight of fear
Do the echoes break my stride

There’s the dream
That’s been covered
By the skin
By the weightless swell of tears
Can you hear the crying shame?

Native Songs

This is about Canada’s treatment of its indigenous peoples over the past century and more. It’s not an easy topic to discuss, and I believe that most of us are ignorant as to just how terrible it was.

Elements of Desire

When I was young, I had a dream of performing my music in front of a sea of people. I may have been about 12 years old. It was just me, under a spotlight, holding a guitar, a microphone was on a stand in front of me. I don’t know what song I may have been about to sing, but it felt good to be there.