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.