I'd have sun all over my fingertips, If there was nothing left to give. And we'd be happy like parades, You pull it off like lampshades, oh yeah. Close the blinds don't let them in, I'm not ready for it yet. Oohs. You smell like sweet cigars…

Saving grace, is close to last place. Saving face, is understandable. Faking can get you far, But how far is how far. Cause I am negative, I am everything I've ever wanted, Yeah I am, negative, I am black and white. My words, come out in porous…

Don't cut my roots of at the heel, Cause I'm attached to you and your bark. Sand is just giant stones, I've worn down, Mountains torn apart. Follow me, Follow me, Follow me Follow me, Follow me, Follow me What is there in emptiness, If…

You are a mockingbird outside my window, and I like to wake to your stuttering. And your throat sings the sweetest melodies, and imitations leave me, empty. But I know, you have to go. Back to that nest of yours. But I hope, you'll return…

There's a word, I'm sure you've heard it once, Or twice, before. The bible mentions it here, or there. Affection, but we need some correction, On how much it could mean to us. So tell it to your brother, maybe to your mother, Maybe to whoever…

Wake up, and smell the roses We’ve piled them, on your coffins And you’ve roamed, and you’ve roamed From first place, to the end of the road Now you know The hearts, no place for a home Cause you linger to long, and get left alone And you…

We are but too tiny vessels, Riding whitecaps from the storm And while are sails are torn and ragged Our bearing still points straight north And I, dont know, if we’ll make it But I, just know, we’ll have a damn good time Into the eye we’ll…

The sun is my only true friend. He follows me around no matter what situations I happen to get us in. He goes to sleep a little earlier than me, but that's ok cause he wakes up while I sleep. And he never storms away from me, ok well maybe he…

Started off alright, in a homestead Started kissing til the morning light, in a home Started off alright, for a broken Piece of mangled light, on a cross Hang me in the pasture, hang me out to dry Even now, I see you smile, behind white picket…

There isn't anyway to walk the oceans like he did, And trust me, I know. My mistakes drowned me, A long, long long time ago. You never seem to find, Everything you're looking for. What a waste of time, to spend your life, Buried on the ocean…

Oh to be young; to feel with no prejudice. To grow the way we did, is to be lost- Speechless, fumbling with yourself; regrets of what could and could not be. To fall away from those summers, spent recklessly wasting away our youth, is to grow…

I don't want to burn alive, I'm not tinder to start your fire. If you're looking for a fall out, Let it be, someone else but never me. Cause I have hung for you, Yeah I was faithful through and through. Im sorry we all watched you die, Unleash…

Not perfect, but developing. There are no keyboards on this track, just unmodified guitar and drums.

sometimes a banjo is just a banjo

Free Single taken from the album Berlin Lullabies.

I was lucky enough to have a trip to YAP a part of the Federated States of Micronesia,, once again the music is from my piano solos but here it is attached to a video i made http://youtu.be/GatB07PVCsw

its a rough recording without vocals(for now)

improvisation for ImprovFriday's competition this friday :)

A smooth little electronic track, maybe a little reminiscent of the Residents?