Dead To Rights mariano Running to the summit, a smile every mile Keep on gunning for it, and you'll get there in a while Using every gambit, in the full throttle style That's how the race is run Staring down the crown, (locked) tight…

Shadows Of Doubt boudreau It seems as I get older I find less and less there is to say I just shrug my shoulders Politely walk away I tend to pull in from the edges Try and tuck it all inside refuse to do battle Even when i know that…

Going Nowhere boudreau/capalbo won't ya stay a while, wont ya let down that hair Tell me what's you're hurry, you're already here I swear theres nothing going on out there We'll catch and release all space and time We'll speak in colors…

Never Let Christmas End (boudreau 12-05-16) Well I suppose I owe Santa that beer From the wager we made last year It was mid-December, if I correctly remember Trading some holiday cheer And we were checking out each other’s lists I had…

All Messed Up (Boudreau) I was hanging on the end of the block near the record shop Waiting for my boys to show You spilled out of a cab with your bags full of get up n go And I wasn’t looking for trouble but it sure has a subtle way of…

An Architect Of Peace (Music - Jay Miles) The poem (lyric) is: “School Prayer” by Diane Ackerman In the name of the daybreak And the eyelids of morning and the wayfaring moon and the night when it departs, I swear I will not dishonour…

The Boogieman tboudreau I just might be hiding behind your bedroom door you might find me lying under your bed, down on the floor You swear you hear the creekin' coming up the stairs you got your eye on the peep-hole and nobody's there…

No Walmart Christmas (Boudreau) He makes a list and he checks it twice He dont give a rip about naughty or nice Its all about everyday low price Or maybe it's on sale Deck the halls like a wrecking ball Gotta get there before there…

Shadows Of Doubt boudreau It seems as I get older I find less and less there is to say I just shrug my shoulders Politely walk away I tend to pull in from the edges Try and tuck it all inside refuse to do battle Even when i know that…

Going Nowhere boudreau/capalbo won't ya stay a while, wont ya let down that hair Tell me what's you're hurry, you're already here I swear theres nothing going on out there We'll catch and release all space and time We'll speak in colors…