come away, come away away from trouble away from care come away, come away away from sorrow away from fear may the cool wind find you through a thousand thoughts unsaid gather you in weary day behind you and you can lay your head…

I must like lullabies.

Early Americana.

old west Texas blues/gospel piece

Pay no attention to the little man behind the curtain,Some say I'm schizophrenic , but four can play that game

While I don't feel at all worthy of being considered a devout man. I intend to keep asking God to get me where he wants me to go.

Any day you wake up is a good day.

Written by Greg Connor

Experimental synth madness

Experimental synth madness