This could be profound A holy fountain Of our unbounded love Home ceases to be A place so much as Simply us (and how!) This is firmer ground My core announces That falling down with The one who picks you up Isn't true falling You…

I wrote this when the cliche's were still new and dirt was rocks. Keith Richards was still pretty old though.

A sketch with an attempt to capture the gathering light of a forest floor as the sun rises along the St. Croix River. Microfreak and guitar with looper pedal and reverb.

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.

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…

What did we give away for the things we have? I don’t see any place I haven’t been before But the faces I hold in my mind when I’m drifting off to sleep Are as free as anything could be When all the dollar stores have vanished in the flood…

Lyrics O preto virou a única cor existente, Mesmo com o arco-íris no céu ainda presente. Continuo andando pelas ruas cinzas e nebulosas, Vendo roseiras só com espinhos, sem nenhuma rosa. Luto constantemente contra o luto, Esse luto que…

Verse One I’ve walked past the alter like a ghost With my hands in pocket afraid to reach Seen too many flames far too close Watched others burned, will none survive Verse Two I’ve lit candles just to watch them die The wax ran like blood…

Ice