Here is a folk song I composed back in undergrad in New Mexico. I was really influenced by Mumford and Sons back then and a lot of local musicians also liked that acoustic style. Let the song take on any meaning to you, but I personally wrote it while frustrated, studying for the GRE grad school entrance exams. Let me know what you think in the comments!

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Lyrics: There comes a point in every man's life Where you ask yourself son, Just how far have I come Just what have I done

I've taken the beaten path Was this all a waste of time? When will it all end? Could I just get a sign?

I've grown so tired of all these games, these bags under my eyes no salt left in these veins.

With all the strength I have left Could I have just one more day Try as I might Will it matter any way

I've become skin and bone Although I eat every day Try as I might I'm withering away

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Don't tell me how much time I have left Don't tell me how close I've come For when I lay my head to rest I'll know that I've won