As we sit here in my four cornered room/I can feel all y’all’s deepest emotions/I know I can’t talk right/But I’m feeling something in the depths of my soul
from Four Cornered Room lyrics by War
Locked up in a dark room with nothing but your thoughts to keep you company. You can either cave in and destroy yourself or embrace it and ride the wave to the other side. The latter is particularly easy, especially when you have an eight-minute magnum opus of pure, unfettered funk to keep you whole.
