THE PICNIC The sun broke like glass on the water The trees threw their shade on the sand The ants ate the crumbs on the blanket She ate the grapes from my hand We didn't know what we were doing It all started off with a smile And an innocent…

I was reading this profile on MySpace and was impressed with this girl...really impressed. It's all there in her BIO. Masters degree and five languages. The part about using gender "stereotypes ironically" etc is an exact quote. SKIN TONE…

"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..." SOMEWHERE G capo @ 2 - live @ 4 Somewhere between the summer and the winter The leaves between the tree tops and the fall Somewhere between my heart and circled letters Somewhere…

This one explains itself...for Eric. WORLD OF HURT Capo @ 3 Key G G A friend of mine called yesterday Em To try to cheer me up C He said I should be happy D Things could be much worse He told me he was…

....another Peggy dream. She tiptoes to my room She leans over my bed And she kisses me I leave my doors unlocked so she can come to me When she misses me And I pretend that I'm asleep But that's not easy When she kisses me...

Randy Brown and I did a little co-write this evening and this is what we came up with... I MISTOOK IT FOR THE MOON Capo @ 2 Key D (Play in C positions) I was coasting across West Texas/Had my top down, it was late at night I caught a coyote…

Growing up is hard. For everyone. I once had a Facebook Friend named Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick. A poet, from Midland, Texas, doing advanced studies at Sarah Lawrence. She was so good she could write a hundred pages about how she couldn…

Sequoia Memories...Capo @ 5 C Off the coast of California Where the dolphins ride the waves We stood and watched them from the cliffs above Until the sunlight went away Then we slept in ancient shadows Underneath the redwood trees…

This story is a poem sent to me by Lesley Sawyer from a blog on her MySpace site and I put it to music and am posting it so she can hear it and maybe see if it's alright. We don't know who wrote the poem. If anybody does please tell me. j mt

This song is just what it is and says what it says. It's where I am and where my hopes lie. It all just happens to fit into a song... WHEN PEGGY COMES HOME - G When Peggy comes home I’ll have the dishes put away The floor will be swept…