from the album "the Hardest Blow" featuring vocals from Dana Detrick-Clark I can't see your sorrow, innocent and blind Better luck tomorrow, leave this all behind I think I'm feeling something, but I'm not sure what it is Maybe you could…

from the album "Uniform" she hides her heart under the pillow waiting for the good fairy to come replace this worn and broken thing with a heart that can feel again she's never sure which night will be her lucky one but she anticipates…

I've been up to my neck in Equations and other wonderful stuff since i started to train as an Electrician that's why i haven't been about much....i've had my head in the books.......anyway by way of some relief from the learning i've written a…

Here's me and the old Joanna live in the cellar for the John Lennon Jukebox ...i surprised myself on this one ....only a couple of fluffs on the piano..which with only three takes and reading the lyrics from the ipad is the surprise....hope you…

Tell me can you teach me bout your finely written poetry Dont care about the content I just want to make em notice me Such a fine hand they'd say wooo, study it closely Been practicing all day I think I'm ready least I aughta be. Caligraphy…

from the album "Orange" We'll come this way, knock it off The same as me, in a souvenir Should it be, all the sameness ceases to be All the sameness feels like a blanket on fire These mini-catastrophes are easy to wait out Cause we're…

from the album "orange" I’ve become, the same old song I’ve become, a headless drum I’ve become, a different son I’ve become, the complacent one Place your bets, it’s the end of regret, oh Don’t blame me cause I hardly matter…

from the album "orange" I feel the same as yesterday Even though I’m losing my mind It’s hard to remember my name When I wake I never know what I will find Whither away, further each day I’m invincible Nothing can slow me down My feet…

from the album "orange" We favor the moon and alternate Saturdays Give it away too soon and all sorts of flattery Maybe turn out right, eventually But I can’t be bothered by further scrutiny It’s the same spinning room, fall down trying…

from the album "orange" I still look before I leap Sometimes sew more than I reap Holding tight my soul to keep The ghost inside is fast asleep Ain't it sad when all or nothings mostly nothing mostly And pain don't care what good intentions…