The Mornings Aint Warm (Boudreau) planted deep in the back of my head are the seeds of things my daddy once said and up sprouted this stubborn old tree with fading roots and lofted dreams there's still a couple of two by fours suppose…

Megacosmonaut Lyrics - Maiorano Music - Maiorano / Boudreau Awake within reality, quietly in repose Question of mortality, will open gates be closed Innate sense of morality, theories come and go Beyond stoic finality, we shed our worldly…

Buried Lyrics / Music - Boudreau We're all buried in the snow And when it'll stop, hell i don't know i keep looking at the news but they don't tell me nothing new and my back's been pretty tired from stacking wood and building fires…

Meet Ya On The Corner Lyrics /Music - Boudreau You don't know me i'm from the other side of town where suspicions are high and spirits are down You were a tough nut to crack but i knew you'd come around Your friends wouldn't be fond of…

Fly Before You Can Fall Toms tune / lyrics A foreign place another time A different world in a future life Fast-forward to sudden rewind And my mind can’t seem to process it all It fights hard to get it right then eventually stalls And…

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…

Outta Sight boudreau Flip topping, cherry popping Never stopping to look inside Wearin’, tearin’ with power steering And I’m veering off into the night I disappear outta sight Short days in so many ways I’m amazed I’m not sleeping…

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…

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…

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…