Been riding a bit of a roller coaster of emotions this week. Went reflective funk on this track. We have to continue to dance despite the things that impact us.

Note: Dr. Sattilaro strayed from the diet in the late '80s and back onto typical Western fare, his cancer returned, and he died soon thereafter.

LYRICS: What am I but dust to dust The same is true for all of us I'm not upset I will return to dust in the end I am not about to bet my soul won't live again You had your chance to join the highest law You were an angel, but you gave…

Tell 'em that we went out with a bang Please tell 'em that we went out with a bang Smiled and waved at everyone we met Shook hands with the utmost respect Came up with a cure for loneliness Ended all the west coast homelessness Sent another…

last one of an epic 31 days. whew. this is a remake of july 11, shortened considerably, with lyrics added to the second half.

Our blood is the same colour It’s just not the same solution Mine is thin and briny And it’s stuck by noise pollution Let’s move to the country We’ll pretend we don’t have problems We’ll have dinner parties Make our friends think we…

Yours was the soul footsteps and breath and river all drone memories lash I trudge alone trails turned foreign paths unknown since I don't have you distant dog barking drifts by on the breeze emptiness crushes I fall to my knees…

You must be this tall to ride. A fiddle, a couple of guitars, a rhythm section, some strings and a human voice. Maniacal laugh was recorded at a birthday party for a 6 year old.

Lost In The Wild Chorus: Lost in the wild, then You found me, Lord, and made me whole. In desert winds, You were the spring that soothed my weary soul. When I was blind, Your light broke through and led me on my way. When I fell silent…