Creedence. Not embarrassing at all.

Country version of the traditional. :D

When I stepped into that night I felt at home for the very first time in a long, long time. When I stepped into that street I felt complete for the very first time in a long, long time. I didn't wonder where you'd been all day. Or maybe I did…

Just a simple song about a horsey ride. Little me and my Alvarez, recorded on a single cheap MXL mic., no effects. -- Misty on my face is the love of gods calling me Ice upon my skin made more painful by this solitude Ride upon my broken steed…

I've tried to cover this in the past. Trying and trying to get it right. Someday.

This is the world turning from blue to gold as the good lord intended. It was once lost, but now it's found.

Digging through and deleting some old things, found this old thing that felt like it needed a rescue. There's probably a story behind it, but that's long, long forgotten. -- She thumbed through the phonebook by her bed trying to empty her…

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

The street heats the urgency of now As you see there's no one around ...

Creedence. Not embarrassing at all.