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…

The vastness of the ocean A darkness in the sky A lifetime of emotion How hard you've had to try To navigate the currents And the demons in the deep You have to stay awake 'Cuz they might take you in your sleep You wish that you could…

In the final few minutes That I'll be around Will you waltz with me in it Would you turn me down Would you turn me down As the time's running out And I make my advance Would there be any doubt If I take the chance Can I have one…

You never know where a song will come from. Literally, someone mentioned to Alyssa that I could play guitar. The song just took over from there. ALYSSA Someone mentioned to Alyssa That I could play guitar And now I'm trying to be What…

The music came first. I don't know where the words came from. LEAVE ME ALONE Looks like you found me after so damn long My papers around me, my sanity gone Why do you hound me from dusk till dawn Still trying to drown me - how'd you get…

Where it all began. THE PERFECT CRIME When you told me you'd be leaving Without even telling him goodbye I couldn't stop smiling all that evening The closest I've been to being high Now you've got my poor mind racing Trying to keep…

Just a delicate little instrumental. Took my time getting it right, because, well, there was nowhere to be that day. Or any day after that. Or any day after that...

I'm betting we all wrote a pandemic song or two this year. As of the time I uploaded this song, I haven't seen my parents in eleven months, and I haven't seen my sisters in thirteen. ON THE MOON So, the word came down from the group home…

How it must feel to be owned by the musical machine. BLEEDING OUT You didn't know me, lured me in like a tease And now that you own me, you can play me whenever you please Why did I ever let you into my soul Now I know you'll never let…

It was a rough year. This instrumental is pretty much how it felt. I'm sure you can relate.

So, my 2020 started with losing Bandit. THE LAST LONG WALK You woke me up at 4AM this morning And told me that you had to see the sights I'd read all the signs and heard the warnings I couldn't put you through another night So we walked…

Can't help but wonder... WHEN I'M GONE You spend your whole life writing the words Find the right way to say 'em and never get heard The soul of an artist, laughing and crying Here to sing to the world or die trying I woke up this…

Originally written for my sister going through 2020 hell, but man, it has applied to just about everyone by now. We'll get through it, gang. We'll get through it. THE SUN WILL RISE Where do you run to when you're trapped inside Who do you…

Well, this song showed up right at the end of the recording session, and it reminded me of why I do this - and it was just what I needed. THANKS FOR COMING I agreed to meet I smile and take a seat To hear you say how I could be a star…

Well EVERY album needs a love song! CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF YOU Doctor says my numbers aren't where they're suppose to be Gotta change my eating habits and work out more than once a week I know I tend to get addicted to things that make me…

Of all the souvenirs, photos, baseball memorabilia, and musical instruments in my study, the item I value the most is one small 3x5 of my sister and me. 3x5 OF ME AND YOU I sit with my belongings around me on the shelf Pictures of my heroes…

The last of the original 29 Navajo Code Talkers died not long ago. Go look them up if you don't know the story. These were some of the finest men to ever serve. CODE TALKER Boys were dying across the ocean Words were stolen, and codes…

Just a little instrumental. HYGGE /ˈh(y)o͞oɡə,ˈho͝oɡə/ noun: hygge A quality of coziness and comfortable conviviality that engenders a feeling of contentment or well-being (regarded as a defining characteristic of Danish culture).

Wrote this one from an interesting perspective. Found a nice little hook and didn't mess with it - sometimes sparse arranging is best. TOO LATE Time had a funny way of passing That time I first looked in your eyes I thought it might be…

Sometimes you just gotta hack away at the acoustic. Oh, and for those of you listening from the New Hampshire coastal music scene, I "borrowed" your documentary title. Had to do it. SHE'LL NEVER BE MINE Raised on the water Born on the…