A true story about some of my odd dreams If the world's strongest man Could hold the world in the palm of his hand Would he crush us all into dust? As a way to punish us These are the kind of things That seem to occupy me If a giant…

Not really Irish ... a Scottish ballad ... An earthly nourris sits and sings And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean (and) no ken I, my bairns father Far less the land that he dwells in." And up come he to her bed fit A grumly guest I'm sure…

Hanging out in the living room with one of my sons, just making stuff up. I wish I'd had the recorder closer to him - whistle too loud, guitar too soft.

I must like lullabies.

Oh hai. This is Bryce! I have a cold today, but on the brightside I conjured up a song! Yes :3 I do realize the vocals are a tad quiet; I apologize for this! The next song will be better. I promise you that. --

Oh hai. This is Bryce! I have a cold today, but on the brightside I conjured up a song! Yes :3 I do realize the vocals are a tad quiet; I apologize for this! The next song will be better. I promise you that. --

Oh hai. This is Bryce! I have a cold today, but on the brightside I conjured up a song! Yes :3 I do realize the vocals are a tad quiet; I apologize for this! The next song will be better. I promise you that. --

Oh hai. This is Bryce! I have a cold today, but on the brightside I conjured up a song! Yes :3 I do realize the vocals are a tad quiet; I apologize for this! The next song will be better. I promise you that. --

Oh hai. This is Bryce! I have a cold today, but on the brightside I conjured up a song! Yes :3 I do realize the vocals are a tad quiet; I apologize for this! The next song will be better. I promise you that. --

It was about sunrise when I met this guy on the streets of the French Quarter and bought him coffee. I don't know if he's still around -- that was some 20 years ago -- but a two-hour conversation affected my life more than I would have ever known…