Originally for (unfinished) RPM '08 album. This song and "shortwave" together probably required more component audio tracks than my entire RPM '09 album, which is one reason RPM '08 didn't see completion.

An old man's reflections about past love.

A poor boy's lament about the girl on the hill.

When I was 18 I started a military tour. One thing I discovered that'll happen to a young G.I. is that you'll meet a really special girl just about the same time you're issued these papers called "travel orders." The next thing you know, you…

Played on a Generation Bb pennywhistle

CRAZY She said if I ever go crazy and leave her She'll go back to San Francisco Now that she left and I'm crazy I know where I have to go Rocks line the bay And ghost crabs scatter in Sausalito I'll wait on the shore across the bay…

WHO I look. I see. I empty me into a smoke-filled room I play. I sing out everything, 'til all that's left is gloom I smile. I laugh. I show that half, I please them every night But who will be the one for me. Who'll sing for me tonight…

don't remember recording this but found it on my computer so here it is.