An updated version of a 10 year old song, now featuring orchestration.

Bringing back a song from 2011 with a new twist. The song now has drums, bass, and an orchestral backend. This is hopefully part of a larger collection of me reworking older songs with orchestration. Many thanks to Brian of A Beautiful Scene…

Heard something crawling in the walls this morning Later on, I heard that fateful snap The little critter never had a warning I'll have to head on down to face the guilt that's waiting When I check the trap A pair of trees I planted in…

I should've paid attention When my buddy mentioned The state of all the guys you'd left behind You looked so young and wild With that come-and-get-it smile You'd taken over something in my mind When we were together I should've seen the…

I suppose it could be worse I know I'm lucky I'm all right But I can tell that you've been cursed And it keeps me up at night So few are born to come in first So many born into a fight If the roles had been reversed Would they still believe…

Some say, "It's the price you gotta pay" Some say, "You gotta learn to walk away" But I'm still standing in the light And I won't go down without a fight Some say, "True love is just a lie" Some say, "You'll give it up before you die…

If I told you how well I know you Would you tell me it's not true Have you got yourself believing No one could know you like I do I know it's been a long time coming So many others you thought would treat you right But I'm gonna show you…

Everybody's looking for a savior To tell them how to live before they die As if they can't control their own behavior Or trust what they can see with their own eyes Mindlessly believing what you tell 'em When everything you tell 'em is a…

The calluses from all this bass playing are coming along nicely! This is another RPM song (song 6) where I built the song from a little bass riff. The lyrics include some quotes and/or references - pick them out and win a prize (ha ha…

Raised on vinyl and a needle that rides To a paper circle at the end of both sides Between the speakers, cover in hand Sit in silence after Jungleland I will not trade one bit of my soul for their pieces of gold I've seen a world they'll…