RIP Tom Petty.

Two of my favorites from a wonderfully grumpy and semi-reclusive artist who had little time for pretense.

Played these both a lot growing up, (and growing old) each one speaking to something of who I was at the time.

“I’m a bad boy for breakin’ her heart…”

“I’m learning to fly, but I ain’t got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing…”