The last wood of the season burning Another winter - see you on the other side After everything has died The last leaves of the season falling Soon the air will be filled with dark and doubt And the fire's going out The last night of…

Hey y’all let’s go tanning, under the new fake sun Let’s spin the brand new single, if you can’t hide we run From the safety of knowing Look outside it is snowing Who knew it got so cold, who knew it got so cold, And now I caught the…

Yacht rock. Every time I see your smile I feel like I’ve come home And every time you stay a while Is the best day that I’ve known You’re the one that lights my way Brings brightness to my day And I just have to say Don’t want it…

Sometimes you listen to a Peter Murphy song and then ask ChatGPT to help you write a song. Sometimes you end up with this. You wouldn't believe the lyrics I left out. Goths on the beach, all dressed in black, Heading for the waves, and…

I don't even know you anymore. You open your mouth, the words slip out I’m shocked by what I hear The differences couldn’t be more clear Same scene, different views With our eyes and on the news And I’m not sure what to do I don’t…

Here we stand beneath the sky Take my hand as time rolls by Here we stand, nobody else around Did we land on solid ground? Along the ledge Side by side So near the edge Of the great divide For Heaven's sake I have no doubt The steps…

Another cold night in Harbortown They gather in the snow with fresh tracks in their hands After daylight has long gone down They find the warmest room just like they always planned Brothers in arms, another battle won Raise a glass for…

For Kristen... We were immortal, you and I Alongside my sea, beneath your sky No need to fear tomorrow Now I see our time was borrowed I'll sit here rhyming by your side And play till we see a lower tide Lay out the course we'll travel…

Tie your laces up and around Step outside without making a sound Just breathe in time with your feet touching down Bird of prey way up in the sky If you ran fast enough, could you fly? Just breathe in time and pray for the high Running…

The sight of hands wringing, a worrying glance you feel pins and needles, seems all left to chance When I lose control of, the marbles and pegs It’s all an illusion, all in your head – if you don’t mind The depth of the panic, a bargain…

(Inspired by an actual posting for a hornet's nest for sale on Craigslist) Bored and surfing for some brand new toys or vintage microphones But this one’s gonna take me down the rabbit hole What is going through their mind sometimes you…

Driving in we cross the golden gate Heading forward and then back again Here’s the spirit of the old cross streets Won’t be staying but I’m sure we’ll be, around around around We knew everything and were so sure of Pockets full of triptiks…

Made it through another year Still don’t know why I’m here Make some music drink some beer Sounds alright to me Loved ones leave Friends come then go Everything can change so quick Don’t let the bullshit bring you down Just enjoy this…

A paper empire, built off our sweat, a too well traveled trail. A river’s rapid flow that carries you, well beyond the pale. Now you’ve gotten what you need Fairy tales forgotten And you taken what you please And paid us next to nothing…

Dust of the needle ground to dull The cast of the street light drawn so pale Motion is timeless, impossible speed Contained in the rows we planted the seed Counting my fingers, an abacus sort Pointing my index out You’re so warm it…

RPMers I salute you Ice ice everywhere like a skating rink I don’t wanna go nowhere I don’t wanna think I’ll just stay inside press record and sing RPM is here it’s 2am what else to do Make up rhymes strum a chord Find a good groove…

Piece together phrases missing letters Sharpening your senses like my scissors Prime the Trojan horse and battering ram Find an empty vault instead of the plans Like a magazine, cut up lines to feed A ransom note for you to Read and then…

Polishing the silver tongue and straightening the tie Born to wear the lions mane and mingle with the vile White Mercedes on the lawn the party’s in the back And by the time the guests are gone your eyes are painted black. Racing to the…

Everyone loves a tribute to The Cure I’m sitting here in the dark , Thinking how we fell apart I can’t shake the feeling of your touch Remembering the way you smiled, And how you said you’d stay a while But now you’re gone and I’m here all…