it's like, falling, without a sense of down it's like feeling, without a hint of doubt it's like melting without a pot to hold your soul it's like failing but without ever being told I'm fading, away their story could be our story their…

rpm song from 2007, my wife's father had just died and i had to drive 4 hours to be with her, then spent 2 days with her and her family, then drove back home and left her there. this is the song about that journey home. the house is cold…

the first new song written for the RPM challenge, i love the guitar part, but the words were last minute. some people get tired of my anti-religion diatribe. oh well Judge me, I want everyone all up in here cast your stones for slandering…

70 bpm, ab she trys too hard to be the master of her everything what will be will be random chance has no place here if it can't be cleaned or put away and her highway stretches far and wide selfish seeking silence in the fray simply…

80 bpm, g when she's away i go out escape when i wake up all alone escape return to where i was in this song i make excuses all day long in this song forever, now together when she's away i cry out escape when i wake up all alone…

100 bpm, f she sits behind a very large desk and talks on the phone all long somewhere inside she's waiting but i don't know what she's waiting for slam it down, get up down run away she lays upon a very large bed watches tv and brushes…