Freshly written this Christmas morning. Just saying Merry Christmas to the man himself. He is the reason for the season! I ain't talking about Santa!

Made popular in Ireland by Christy Moore

An old scottish song. Also sung by Luke Kelly of the Dubliners.

When the bombing ends and all that's left is sand and bones and charred remains, what will you think then? Will you call it a win? Or will you lay down and die with all the rest? Its not too late to stop, call this death march to a halt. I promise…

Our sun is in a long, cool, quiet period right now. But average ocean temps are the highest ever, and polar ice and glaciers are melting at an alarming rate. Something is going on here.

A track I improvised and (mostly) recorded on Thanksgiving evening.

What Word came out of a play on 'what word is God' and Jesus is the word (John 1:1). It's a rough demo. I'm going to see if I can flesh it out later on. feedback/suggestions via private message would be greatly appreciated!

We are okay to go. As our spirits we are sending ourselves on missions never ending, we are okay to go, we are okay to go. Rainbow colors flashing, astral waters splashing, canopy projected, our spirits are protected, we are okay to go, we are…