I dreamed of you again last night
I kind of wish I didn’t now
I kind of wish I didn’t know
That kind of wish
I think about you too much still
And wonder if I always will
I wonder if something can kill
That kind of thought
A hole keeps growing in my heart
That eats away the living part
And makes me feel like I don’t want
That kind of heart
I dreamed of you again last night
I was old but you were not
I kind of wish I had forgot
That kind of thought
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New album "Observations" available now.
A veteran of NYC’s underground music scene, Mike Power played on the stages of such beloved lost venues as CBGB’s and Kenny’s Castaways, as well as stalwart surviving ones like Arlene’s Grocery and the Bitter End as singer/songwriter/bassist with Late Model Humans. In 2020, quarantining from the global pandemic he worked remotely with other artists to record a collection of new music called Observations, that infuses his punk roots with introspective acoustic pieces.
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Words & Music by Mike Power 
I love that poem…kind of sad but beautiful too.
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