OK,there's three sides to every story. Yours. Mine. And the cold hard truth. So- let's just tell it like it is.

It's never too late to dream

Always Thinking

In memory of my cousin Mike, nicknamed Shovel Head, because of the Harley Davidson Shovel Head motorcycle he drove. Lyrics I can feel the wind blow Lean into that winding road Setting Sun against my skin Shift into that high gear Get…

I wrote this song, in hopes of drawing attention for the need to get better hourly wages for Americas working poor.

Written in a moment of weakness

Written for a song challenge to bring awareness to the flooding this past Spring in Australia. The song was required to have the phrase "water is rising".

Taking a lie as truth, taking useless things as large and grand, I unwittingly contributed to the decrease of the common spirit. How to turn back? It seemed no way ... But now, creating a works of art, no matter how naive they are, I see the…

~blizzard a silent. In white~

Not being particularly religious, I still believe that the soul exists and that it does not die. The prologue and epilogue of this piece were recorded in Basilique Sacre Coeur, Paris, on March, 11th 2011. ~For those who left and those who…