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TWICE IN A MILLION Counted the flowers in my back yard Dreamt of the games that I won and I lost Sorted my ties in the closet Had those old Father’s Day cards arranged Love is an heirloom of a long time past Almost not tempting…

12 string Guitar, Stings, flute

the first one now will later be last,what was old is new again , hang onto your wine skins. Times are getting hard boys, money's mighty scarce if things don't get no better boys gonna leave this place. I took my true love by the…

I used to cross over railway tracks on my way to the ballfield in college, and though I never knew why, I was always tempted to just start following them.

Without Hands (Perfection) Verse One It’ll never snow here In this quiet little town even winter brings a green green ground still stranger yet in his monolithic place so delicate with scars on his face Chorus All the words you…

song icon by Elaska Free Sue is a work for spoken choir, bowed piano in 18 notes per octave, mallet piano in 18 notes per equal, strummed piano in 18 notes per octave, tabla ensemble, snare drum, frame drum ensemble and various gongs. It is…

lullaby featuring piano (but of course!) Notes: Today I learned how to add an insert effect to the master channel. The song was way quiet so it got boosted via a limiter. Hurray.

One night this lady, unbeknownst to me, on the verge of suicide, asked me to write a happy song for her. Instead of killing herself, she left her husband. Now she's married to someone else and is acting very happy, herself. UPDATE: She killed…

The final track from The Lines That Divide.

Found another old one.

TIME TO HEAL The gates of freedom close at hand Time to rise and take a stand Sometimes you have to let it go Leave behind all that you know To draw a line up in the sand Some secrets stay inside Finding a way to hide So many moments…

from the album 50 vocals Matt Ferarra the canyon walls are closing in the path before us disappears too late to turn around too late to turn around the sun is setting further the darkness soon will follow too late to turn around too late…

With Rat a tat ta t's drums from the other side ...Thanks Tod

The song was constructed around a field recording of Lacandon men paddling across the lake in Métzabok, Chiapas (Southern Mexico). The Lacandon speak "Hach T'an," which is a Mayan dialect-- this is the language you hear in the track. Unfortunately…

Another quick little ditty. Wandering the no man's land between old timey and the 21st century