I see my footsteps in the garden I hardly recognized the feet The ruddy clay in Carolina Impressions there in front of me The stalks above collecting daylight Conceal their mysteries down below For who I am I too traipse your garden If…

Reg had some terrible news that would break any man ...... How it rains down on me In the early morning of the 14th April Two days before the rain Took the smile from my face to turn it to pain Taking my smile from my face…

I awake one morning in the dark before the day Somehow knowing light will soon be creeping in this place Some guy out there starts his engine, warming up his car Birds of prey complete the cycle, rats crawl out from underneath the barn…

This old road bends round the lakeside Round every little tiny curve They drained the water out one morning So now it’s just a field of dirt The little houses rest uneven Upon the dried up empty shore I feel the absence all around me…

I see my footsteps in the garden I hardly recognized the feet The ruddy clay in Carolina Impressions there in front of me The stalks above collecting daylight Conceal their mysteries down below For who I am I too traipse your garden If…

This old road bends round the lakeside Round every little tiny curve They drained the water out one morning So now it’s just a field of dirt The little houses rest uneven Upon the dried up empty shore I feel the absence all around me…

The truth is it’s useless to ponder it I’m helpless, I’m selfish for needing it And what do you buy for the guy who created the universe? So biblical, to trivial to manifest No confidence, no eucharist for those like us And what do…

I awake one morning in the dark before the day Somehow knowing light will soon be creeping in this place Some guy out there starts his engine, warming up his car Birds of prey complete the cycle, rats crawl out from underneath the barn…

No one grumbles in the pine woods No one cries when morning comes See the stars fade into daylight See the footprints in the snow My god could it be more certain? My god could I take the wheel for now? Ice made still the rushing waters…

I see my footsteps in the garden I hardly recognized the feet The ruddy clay in Carolina Impressions there in front of me The stalks above collecting daylight Conceal their mysteries down below For who I am I too traipse your garden If…