As I observe large swaths of emptiness in my inner landscape, I am also aware of a feeling of hope emerging. This feeling had me thinking thinking about and missing my son Chance. This hopeful feeling started inside me as a question, "Where are you now?"... And came out of my mouth sounding like "wee yoo - wee yoo - oo-ooaah".

I persevered with the idea of jumping from a bass line to a melody, to a harmony, then to some solo motifs, and back again. I started with a simple syncopated little rif...
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