Creepy little fingerstyle piece.

based on the book by knut hamsen i stand beneath the cloudy city sky, passing time, and gnaw upon, ideas and dreams, broken self solitude, formulate my world around me, wander the streets and ravish my dreams, the scent of food surrounds me…

there are literally 6 versions of this song that sound nothing like each other.

started out in 5, but i couldn't sing to that. it's not the loneliness, per say, it's just doing the same thing every day, alone, i'm not someone who needs daily tending, it's just that i would like to be tended to, eventually, and yet i remain…

an older tune written for a long distance relationship this silence was laughter before this distance a warm embrace blank screen, cold kansas night don't worry my message is on its way i'm typing with fingers my fingers are arrows, flying…

original lyrics were about the sheep in the US. she's my distraction, as i crash into the sea, hurling towards the brink of my frail reality, she pushes buttons then waits for self destruct, fate has brought her to me then fate gets shot by…

Wanting to clear away the debris of the arguments that keep us apart, I chose the axe and took it to the root of the problem.

Written for those I know from the 2008 graduating class from BFA Kandern, Germany.