Leafless trees hung low in the cold. I saw myself kneel, fall, die all alone. No pity, no tears, no profound song. Just gone. The limbs of the trees broke in the wind. Worn and old from beckoning, again and again. But no god came. In the end…

Another song I love. Nothing compares to Lou, though. Seasonal, will melt away soon!

Piano version of a tune written by guitarist John Guth.

Piano version of a tune written by guitarist John Guth.

This song is in memory of my son, Micah Eberhard (Jan 27, 1987 - Aug 8, 2007) ------------------------------- Neath the clay, iMago dEi glory keeps while beauty sleeps from the womb a flower blooms brights the day, blesses the clay…

Recorded at a cottage in the Canadian woods in late August.

Just the traditional tune. I've always loved it.

Another song I love. Nothing compares to Lou, though. Seasonal, will melt away soon!

Another song I love. Nothing compares to Lou, though. Seasonal, will melt away soon!

for the Coheed and Cambria Remix Contest. Took about 28 hours to fully remix and remaster