Sometimes writing a song is the very best and only thing you can do.... Cold Winter Moon Oh cold winter moon And the wind that blows Bring me a change For my weary soul Take away this longing That fills my heart Something is over…

Sometimes writing a song is the very best and only thing you can do.... Cold Winter Moon Oh cold winter moon And the wind that blows Bring me a change For my weary soul Take away this longing That fills my heart Something is over…

This was one of the most hilarious songwriting sessions we've had in a long time.... One for all the single people still searching for the elusive LTR out there - a classic with Greg Connor - guitar, Mark Lofgren - guitar and lead vocals, yours…

Inspired by a gift from my Cousin Danita, a bird whistle. ___________________________________ I open my eyes to the first morning’s light The Birds sing outside my window And the stars are all gone from the previous night They…

This was one of the most hilarious songwriting sessions we've had in a long time.... One for all the single people still searching for the elusive LTR out there - a classic with Greg Connor - guitar, Mark Lofgren - guitar and lead vocals, yours…

Inspired by a huge Cottonwood tree I found washed up along the Mississippi River near Red Wing MN. D When your roots can’t seem to hold you When you’re A footing falls away Your D left to feel unstable With the A change that’s underway It…

Inspired by a gift from my Cousin Danita, a bird whistle. ___________________________________ I open my eyes to the first morning’s light The Birds sing outside my window And the stars are all gone from the previous night They…

Inspired by a gift from my Cousin Danita, a bird whistle. ___________________________________ I open my eyes to the first morning’s light The Birds sing outside my window And the stars are all gone from the previous night They…

Inspired by a gift from my Cousin Danita, a bird whistle. ___________________________________ I open my eyes to the first morning’s light The Birds sing outside my window And the stars are all gone from the previous night They…

Inspired by a gift from my Cousin Danita, a bird whistle. ___________________________________ I open my eyes to the first morning’s light The Birds sing outside my window And the stars are all gone from the previous night They…