I've always liked playground taunts and rhymes. LYRICS: Sit in the garden eating nothing but worms Tastes pretty good to me There's so much bounty coming out of the soil I could be feeding for weeks Who knows where that's been…

I'm afraid of death. Hope I don't die when I'm 44. LYRICS: The man in black professed to me the secret of this life The conundrum of human pain The reason for this strife It doesn't make much sense I knew that much was true But what…

I was unemployed for 5 months. This was the last one I recorded before I became just another working man. LYRICS: Last one left to finish then I'm through Sorry if I'm under the gun Three more seconds antidepressant Afterwards we…

I like 20th century classical music. Grand Canyon Suite, can you dig it?

LYRICS: We are all ghosts who walk the earth Everyone you see and everyone you don't see Don't know we're dead through self-deception People pretend it turns out well Don't know what'll happen after this but I can hazard an educated…

This one was fun. Backwards tracks, violins and sitars . . .

Life is unfair; one day I was really mad about that.

THis is a song about notihngg it is a work in progress that will never be finished because honestly i will never feel like it

Something I started working on but don't know where to go with it.

Another unfinished piece.

Same again with a bit more added. I like this one

I was writing one song after another after another. This song is about that. LYRICS: Everybody wants to find out my secrets I can reaffirm its true They say evidently it is elementary Sharing can be good for you Pay no attention to…

The words came first, the music followed. It's about weed.

Smother me in linen dressings. LYRICS: Stitch me a new religion Suture me with indecision Grafting faith in place of reason Hell can't wait Smother me in linen dressings Pronounce me cured with Jesus's blessing Heal this soul for…

I was sitting with a friend of mine. I said, "I can make a song in three minutes" and I had these chords so this was the result. Later on, I rerecorded it as a song, and yet again as the version posted now.

My roommate was a rasta. I'd hear reggae playing in the background almost daily and after a while the subject matter and the grooves really grew on me. This one's for Alejandro. LYRICS: I hope the sun is shining wherever you may be I hope…

Sometimes I hate everyone. LYRICS: Do I remember? I forget Self-delusional sensitive mess Cannot exist without a complaint Cannot resist without a restraint Is it amnesia or ambivalence Cowardice or self-defense I know enough to…