[Lyric is based on a quote of Jack Kerouac] When our colors start to fade And our flowers fall away Will you love me in December As you do in May? As you do in May Do in May When our colors start to fade And our flowers fall away…

Do you think it will go away Time and the cold have a funny way of doing things And if you look away it will come right up behind you As you turn your head It runs in front Now Baby What's it gonna be? There's no room for uncertainty…

The clock spins round its weary face Time's a thief we can't replace Will you still love me when the lights go low When the mirror cracks and the colors fade When the songs we sang start to feel homemade Will you still love me when the…

Found a couple of tracks hiding in tha vaults, this one I wrote for my GrandDaughter.

This one I wrote for my Grandson.

The Nigerian music scene continues to grow with unique voices, and one of the newest names gaining attention is Williams Jackson. His latest Afrobeat single, “Where Have You Been,” is a refreshing blend of rhythm, melody, and emotion. The song…

12 string guitar improv

Scratch track. Nonsense lyrics.

been reflecting a lot on the last year recently. That message about going through something to get to somewhere better. I have to keep hold of that.

I’m new to the game of life, still so much to learn It hasn’t been so easy but I’m not about to sit and moan Peace and love has always been the foundation of my soul You can’t make me You can’t take me Or break me from my goal Ohhhh…

Lyrics by Daniel W. Farrow, IV ------------------------------------------------ Time to roll the dice, And spin the spinner. Keep playing cards ‘til there’s a winner. Players are gathered And the board is set. Lay down your money To…

This is kind of a Christmas protest song, I get tired of those screaming about saying Merry Christmas and put Christ back in Christmas and other stuff. I find them to be hypocrites and generally to be very un-Christlike in their everyday lives…

The sand remember where we stood last June Salt on our lips under the silver moon Your laugh was a spark, it lit the dark, it did I see shadows where we danced before Every wave is a whisper, every breeze adore The summer nights will return…

The winds blow hard against my windowsill A howling voice that never stays still Leaves like whispers scatter and fall I sit and listen to the quiet brawl Against my windowsill The world fights back Against my windowsill The night turns…

Its Christmas Day and the family are finally together even though it's only for the day ..... It's Christmas Day Christmas Day its finally here Its been too long a journey now to get us all to appear We’ve been spread out…

I didn’t set off to write a ‘holiday’ song but this ended up that way. I’m not a fan of Christmas in general and I detest holiday music (except, strangely, the classic hymns. Singing O, Holy Night in a children's choir on the circle in downtown…