CRY, CRY CRISTI Cristi reads books about radio She sits the children of light Had a child of her own once down in Mexico Now, her body's a dead end at night Cry. Cry, Cristi Tho she left, she's hardly gone I find so much of her still…

CHILD OF MY RESTLESS DREAMS I saw Annah last night When she rose to hug me I saw that she was with child I saw Annah last night And she looked so happy I had to stay for a while Should I be happy Or should I morn another stranded soul…

(C) 2007 Royal T Music

capo @ 3 Am walk down... When I was a child we'd drive 200 miles to Grandma's in the Spring I'd hop out of the car, run to the back yard. Grandma had a swing But the times have changed... When I became a dad I took all the rope I had…

I don't see myself in shiny mirrors I don't see myself in sunny skies And I won't see myself Until I see myself again in Peggy's Eyes. Once upon a time there was a reason for the rhyme There was some silver in the dime . I remember And…

OWIE! in G When I get an owie I want to tell somebody When I get an owie I feel so alone When I get an owie I want to show somebody When I get an owie I run strait to mom When I get an owie It's better if it's bloody...

LANCASTER STREET Midnight in Cowtown. 90 degrees Too hot for a blanket. Too hot for a sheet The trash on the sidewalk is trying to sleep Breathing the bus fumes on Lancaster Street Sunshine brings tacos. Sunshine brings beans. Sunshine…

It's about Fog... The fog that crept into the window at the Fort Ord stockade back in 1965, when I would skip breakfast and sit by the barred window in the barber chair and smell the ocean air.

It's about Fog... The fog that crept into the window at the Fort Ord stockade back in 1965, when I would skip breakfast and sit by the barred window in the barber chair and smell the ocean air.

It was quiet today at the dog park. It was hot. Everybody found a shady spot...