How I love my wife . . .

Self descriptive

An ambulance ride through the poor side of town; a delivery of self and social status lyrics: The outside was a barren wasteland; dilapidated houses garbage on the ground And the buildings' aging faces echoed the sirens and her pain across…

lyrics: The silence sometimes is all you have to say and I believe it, and you and everything surrounding the skin beneath your eyes Time's without a shield or an attack against the sight of a lifetime that was burning you by And I may…

this song makes me think of a splintered piece of wood. lyrics: It's a cold day out, the kind where you think you're missing the longer days with the sun beating on your face but you're beside me and I think the cold was a gift to lead…

For the RPMC album "Sabbatical"

Well I been playing the blues for so long Kinda feel like playing jazz x 2 I dig the random instrumentation. Play this in eight over three and a half I been playing the blues for so long, make me feel like tryna rap x 2 I think I'll call…

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…

I don't want to leave you I don't want to turn and walk the other way i don't want to leave you even though you've never heard my name and i rise from my grave as if the world was mine to save you were so cold and lonely your offer…