You can roll the dice You can read the gospel Or just balance on the knife Kicking rocks like cigarettes You both used to like Now it’s all just plastic I could use some advice And you could use me Anytime you like Dead man’s paradise…

On my way home By that lonesome graveyard A ghost jumps up and says Come here won't you be my man Wasn't a ghost at all Someone asking for a ride Wasn't a ghost at all Someone asking for a home Said boy come here And take me to your…

Spinning like the wheel Painted on the temple Does the wheel turn slowly Or is it me that moves? I can count the hours And I can name the prophets Kept like silver spoons Struck like wooden matches Should I call it sleep or divine…

Spinning like the wheel Painted on the temple Does the wheel turn slowly Or is it me that moves? I can count the hours And I can name the prophets Kept like silver spoons Struck like wooden matches Should I call it sleep or divine…

Everyone is writing songs inside their heads Waking up from sleeping in their unmade beds I cleared out space in springtime to make room for the fall I wrote you words of kindness, but I won’t speak them at all The kudzu choked the hillside…

Here’s day one of my d2! knew I would have very little time, so I hummed a melody on my way to work, worked out the lyrics on my breaks, and tried to make an accompaniment when I got home! If I had a second chance To make it all feel right…

A single ebow line in G major, copied to new track and reversed, with some reverb and compression; added simple strummed acoustic guitar, recorded twice/doubled; canned drums. Recorded in Ableton. My idea is to record 5 days of ebow stuff like…

Lyrics: Another morning Such sorry days Long hours working No living wage Oh how I long for The life I crave Sure begs the question When the dam's gonna break Oh watch out Head down Hush your mouth Honey, don't stand…

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