Falling Down C. Maiorano Travellin', my memories a time machine Re-living former glory and shame On a quest to find out what this all means No excuses, only myself to blame Cruisin' on a road to redemption Steer clear the potholes of…

Thanksgiving Day 11/28/11 Its cold like November in the autumn of my life Too far to remember my subtle suicide And your words came and swept me away And i woke up on this Thanksgiving Day I was lost like a child in a secondhand store…

Simple Plan T Boudreau Wandering soul, do as your told and come back inside it's getting cold I've been waiting here with hope n fear and my hands on the wheel til you decide to steer Mr. Hollowtree you're a mystery to me you stand tall…

Sublime Intervention (nobody cares) (t boudreau) I peaked thru a hole in my soul and saw you standing there Ringing the bell of my heart I forget where we left and that’s a great place to start We took a fling on the wing of a wild thing…

The Long Hard Line ( t boudreau) I locked myself inside in my mind Slammed the doors and drew the blinds I searched my soul to see what i'd find Purged whatever wasn't mine There comes a time when we find We must draw that long hard line…

The Morning Came lyrics - t boudreau music j. tramontano, t. boudreau If i thought i needed more it'd be for selfish reasons If i didn't think that i had it all i'd be kidding myself So whats ever left out there it's for your taking Remember…

Summers Gone lyrics - t.boudreau music - j. tramontano ; t. boudreau The stars are bright, they burn my eyes tonight I wish I knew which one was mine If shes only give me a sign (ya know) The autumn chill cuts through a sweater…

Make Up Your Mind T Boudreau I've been lying here all alone waiting for you to pick up the phone oh yea I've been dying here all along praying for you to come and save my soul oh yea Where you gonna run when the well gets dry Or are you…

Narrow Bridge Lyrics - T Boudreau, C Maiorano Music - Jimmy T That old narrow bridge might get ya to the otherside But the strength within you will push you far and wide And the lessons learned are far greater than the ride All those hours…

Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…