Hi, I'm Jonathan. I'm going gray headed. It's impossible for me to wake up early. I play guitar in This Season's Color. I know most of my plans for my life and it couldn't be any better. I've got this feeling of contentment, like no matter what, everything will at least be ok. This girl saves me.
Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything.
We're glad for what we've got,
Done with what we've lost,
Our whole lives laid out right in front of us.