Had a lot of vocals but not anymore, to its advantage

A lot of Johnny Marr chords but then too much keyboard overlay to tell

rpm 2021 Vocals - Ben Parks, Violin - Laurel Morgan Parks, Solo Guitar - Stan Jones she lays there awake, alone in her head with a sunrise view it's hours before, a knock on her door will give her the news to say she's…

rpm 2021 Vocals - Ben Parks, Violin - Laurel Morgan Parks, Solo Guitar - Stan Jones there's that smile there's that shimmer in your eyes you remember all the photographs are stories in your mind you will never forget…

RPM 2021 Vocals - Ben Parks, Violin - Laurel Morgan Parks, Solo Guitar - Stan Jones I just assumed that you would hold your head above the water never doubted through this all that you would be the last alive and it's true…

This song makes us want to rock so hard.

True in a way Let every thought come in clear Then hear from me A self-indulgent poorhouse We both agree We worry on something weak Stay. Disagree. I need you in the full whereabouts All I’m saying Just one drop of your love keeps…

You might have thought you had a fresh stock tip you know Another couple days and you’ll be buying There’s no way that’s an historic photo The lewd subtext - it makes you guess Penny stocks - mortgage free Cheater’s tells everyone should…

I'm kind of regretting making this an ode to garlic and onions.

In a lost scrap of rude time In the stones pressing long Where a brave thing Found the fate’s string End assertively shown For a lost cause she’d find Seeking out naught but truth Grumbled wasting For the May’s sting Seems it brought…

Through the air There’s the ground No control Now just a minute Who here begin it Now just a minute Who here begin it Speak your piece Fool us all Show the priest To the wall Now just a minute Who here begin it Now just a minute…

Light streams the day into all Light beams will pull the clouds away Bright greens will change in the fall Sight seen; we do this every day

we’ve seen a great design that’s bitter that’s bitter that’s bitter we flee the scene of crime no winner no winner no winner what’s really on the line what’s fitter what’s fitter what’s fitter

This is a simple song Here stands a simple issue You right or wrong The hurricane will beat you This isn’t long The shortness will acquit you The end it comes Give all there is no redo

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

Are we going the wrong way down a wrong way street somehow... but we get there as usual.

I know What it's like To suffocate When there's not any air Left outside Watching daylight leave the atmosphere As long as you're there I won't need my lungs Your wind's whistling to my hum The cold hydrogen, helium Poisons me Now…

It's been so long I can't remember What I said to you You probably don't either You're walking away I try not to pay attention The dust in her rings I try not to think about them I want to float through the clouds on Saturn I want…

This is an extra track I added to hit the RPM requirements for an album, this one's not actually related to the album.