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New song, available wherever. Listen here.

She’s standing on the corner
Might have been there her whole life
But now her clothes don’t fit
And her hair is turning white

Her patience is evergreen
But how much longer will they keep her around
How can there be all these people
But she can’t hear a sound

Who will drive Kenna
Look alive
She’s all alone
Where’s the sign

The diamond has lost its shine
She never, never needed to be first
The second year zero is long gone
Her three truths are a curse

Who will drive Kenna
Look alive
She’s all alone
Where’s the sign

Who will drive Kenna
I was scared
She’s so all alone
Who will drive Kenna home

New song, available on your streaming service of choice. Listen here.

Collected some songs I wrote, available on whatever streaming service. Links here.

New song – have a listen here.

Charlie’s last night was in this here hotel
Fell in the shower washing his ass
Years would go by without meaning a thing
Then in a moment his life flew past

Charlie’s third wife wheeled him out of the room
Groom for the day he turned it around
Years would go by without saying a word
Then through the fog a true love was found

Now rest in peace Charlie
You’ll never know what might have been
You might have been somebody
Or you might have been my friend

This life ain’t fair buddy
God knows I wish it were
Cause you and me Charlie
Aren’t made for this dirty world

Small towns will hide what they don’t understand
Can little Charlie come out to play
Years would go by tell me what have you heard
Voices through walls say some other day

Charlie’s regret danced around his old room
Crooning and laughing inside his head
Years would go by without leaving this house
Any goodbyes can remain unsaid

Now rest in peace Charlie
You’ll never know what might have been
You might have been somebody
Or you might have been my friend

This life ain’t fair buddy
God knows I wish it were
Cause you and me Charlie
Aren’t made for this dirty world
Cause you and me Charlie
Aren’t made for this dirty world

New song, listen here.

Tell me something
I can understand
How can our sun
Look so lonely on
Such a lovely day

Tell me something
I can use today
Do these old soles
Know I’m moving on
To the promised land

Where am I to go now
Who am I to call
Why did I come back here
No memory at all

Tell me something
How can this be planned
How can each sigh
Breathed at break of dawn
Just get thrown away

Lying at your doorstep
First one’s always free
Doesn’t really matter
I know I can’t be seen

Don’t you say it matters
I know you can’t see me

New song, listen here.

Through brackish light I see
Where I am meant to be
Your eyes are staring back
In burnt mahogany

Untangled from the shore
Across the sea of blue
While sinking down I swore
I love you, I do

A repeat of a dream
A vision on the screen
For one insomniac
An ending I’ve always seen

A helpless commodore
Entombed without a crew
Is this a metaphor
I love you, I do, I do

New song, listen in the usual places.

Happy holidays
I’ll be on my way
Apologies tied in my throat
I’ll take my hat and coat now

Once we were inside
That place we used to hide
You said to me
How can it be
No one can have it all

Photographs and childish rhymes
Gentle as the falling snow
Were we happy, I don’t know
Let’s talk some other time

On the day I cried
You were there outside
You heard my voice then turned to go
And I still don’t know how

Hanging Christmas cards
Hey what’s that in the yard
They’re on the roof
I don’t need proof
I never felt so small

Photographs and childish rhymes
Gentle as the falling snow
Were we happy, I don’t know
Let’s talk some other time

New song, listen here.

Have you seen the moonrise
Over the mountains in winter
On thousand year old sentinels
From back before we grew up
And ruined everything

But have you seen
The way she looks at me

Or a timeless blue sky
Pardoning innocent sinners
The far off ringing of the bells
That forced us all to grow up
And miss what might have been

But have you seen
The way she looks at me
There’s nothing else like it

This could have/should have been taken care of a long time ago, but it almost seems like when liberals luck into power they don’t actually want to exercise that power. Instead they retreat into civility mode for fear of offending the people they just said were a threat to our country. Wonder why, he asks naively.

New song, listen here.