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

Verse One I’m burning out, I’m feeling down I can’t explain when You’re not around Every breath is a paper cut I sleep in wreckage just to feel enough These walls echo with Your name Like it's etched into the grain I built home in the…

When the sun sets over high mountains it doesn’t get dark When the valley cools in in the evening the crinoline bark Strike a match on the stone hearth flickering light for the fire I watch the blue ridge violet hue ridge fade in the night…

A footnote A highlight Soft words from the podium Modest compression A Turkish delight And a Bic from the gas station Cold calls Non-binary Waitlist university Gen-Z in a Big Dog t-shirt No drugs, no society No sex, no anything Just…

Horizons, beyond the edges between what we can see and not see, what we know and don't yet know.

Seventh Heaven baseball cards No slip-n-slides once it gets dark The moneys in the coffee can Out there you’ll find the promised land I know it I rolled the pennies, swept the floor Put folded shirts in dresser drawers Lit the candle…

Verse One Ash from the fireplace, Driftin' like ghosts in the air Smoke on the ceiling, Still clings to the cold in my hair Flickers of yesterday Burn in the cracks of the floor You left without warning, But your shadow's still at…

Guitar improvisation based on the aria "Contessa Perdono" from Mozart's the Marriage of Figaro.

There’s this tiny monastery round the corner from my house I see the monks out walking, pulling weeds, and carting out the trash I see them at the Exxon buying cokes and magazines Their orange robes flow in the breeze as people fill their cars…

It's a simple knot That keeps me from the lake It's a simple knot That keeps me What's known between A rider and bridle What's known between Rider O to be The light on the land O to be The light It was dark last night When…

channeling my inner Daniel Lanois here