ROADSIDE PRAYER A song by Jeff Prince and Jim Cleveland There's a calm out on the highway Quiet. Still. What I'd give to smell some diesel Blowin' outta the twin chrome steeple On my knees out on the highway Daddy owned a holy Bible…

HONEY CHILD I see your eyes enquiring, without a word Will I stick around or fly like a bird Maybe I'll stay a while Silhouettes colliding. Luminescent sparks Crazy hoofbeats pounding. Trailblazing hearts We'll ride in style, this winding…

HE STILL LIMPS A song by James Michael Taylor On the CD FONTANELLE TWO HE STILL LIMPS EEEEBB/DDDDAA (2) C# (4) C# It was his birthday. He got a puppy. She took a hold of his heart B C C# C# I’ll call you Princess. You’ll be my buddy…

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…

EVER ONE I NEED TO TALK TO Everyone I need to talk to tonight is gone Some have gone to heaven. Some have gone to hell Ever one I want to talk to tonight is gone

Her name was Rosemarie Jean and I have lost contact with her. She wrote the poem I turned into Beneath the August Moon. I SAW ROSE AGAIN TODAY I saw Rose again today And I recognized the way My heart reached out With unturned fingers…

LULLABY Key D (D) Close your eyes and tell me. Tell me what you see. In the sleepy landscape of your reverie. (G) Can you count the blossoms in the (Em) garden (A) of your (D) mind? Think about the mountains and the flowers and the trees…

(C) 2007 Royal T Music

One night after our gigs, Chris Zeller at the Hilton Hotel and me at Shananagans in Midland we met in his hotel room and decided we would both write a song called THE CHANGING OF THE WAYS. I wonder what ever happened to him. THE CHANGING OF…

INFATUATION, UNREQUITED They say it's just infatuation I only wish that it was true Infatuation, unrequited Feels like love to, for you And then they say, 'Silence is golden," And I don't know what to do The autumn leaves, the branched…