A little light A little snow I cannot hide I have to know The old hiking shoes The unripened fruit The fly fishing ties I unraveled you Beyond Herrell Hill Beyond Charlotte Pike Beyond the Oort Cloud Without a shred of doubt

You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…

(Song 3 this year) When you're younger, you're everything or so it seems Then you start becoming a ghost in the years between People say things about you like "He was always so nice" "Such a good guy" , "Such a shame" or " he always…

A loving ballad for loving lovers everywhere of all sexy ages.

I might finish these eventually

A song about Cindy punching Steve in the face because he probably deserved it.

You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…