MY SPIRIT LONGS My eyes, they thirst to drink you in I reach to hold your hand in mine In dreams of memories with your soul To write within my Book of Time My arms, they beg to hold you close I need to keep you by my side If only…

Most Times Every now and then I think that I should eat. Every now and then I think that I should sleep. Every now and then I ponder what to do. Most times I just think of you. Most times I just think of you. Sometimes I will call…

JUMPSUIT BLUES As I slept this morning, I dreamed of what you said How you said you loved me, And from my toes to head Then I woke to Chow Call, Prison walls around my bed ‘Morning to you, Jesus! How did you sleep last night…

IN THIS CELL Yes, I have my problems Lord knows I’m not quite right For I was a tortured child I seek eternal night Yes, I have my hang-ups I have my cause to weep For I face a future grim I seek eternal sleep But what they say…

GONNA SIT AND ROT Gonna sit and breathe and try to understand How everything I suffer I’m clutching in my hand Got to let them go at least I hope I can Gonna sit and breathe and try to let them go That’s everything I’m clutching I’m dropping…

EPIPHANY Life, it is but a dream In the back of my mind I can plainly see What’s in the future What’s in it was for me Feel revolutions Surging through my soul I can feel a spirit That is hard and cold In the back of my…

DO YOU WISH There’s nothing I can say and nothing I can do To win your forgiveness for not being true. So, do your eyes see red while my heart is blue? Well, I crossed the line and there’s no going back. Yes, I earned your hate and…

AFTERMATH Living in the aftermath Of when the palace fell Looking on the ashes now From when my life went all to Hell Listen to the hangman’s march He’s come to free my soul Humming to my final tune Before my heart heads down…

ADAM’S PLAGUE And those not killed by Adam’s Plague Repented not the work at hand Their search for truth was strangely vague They spread their lies across the land They clung to things of stone and wood Which cannot see nor hear…

Political Folk song, predicting a grim tomorrow, scribed in an esoteric fashion. (Coming into) WINTER TIME Days are getting shorter; days are growing colder Coming into winter time Seasons changing faster for the demon master Coming…

More GEM-style Blues. NASTY LITTLE GIRL Nasty little girl, standing on the corner Up against the light, up against the night Nasty little world weighing on your shoulder Turning tricks again, giving up the fight Naughty little child…

Clearly one of my poorer recordings. In the Dark Want to want me, try to taunt me Keep me quiet, keep me in the dark Like to hit me, try to get me Figure out me when I’m in the dark Will alert me, would convert me Witness to me how…

I’m not one to repeat a rumor… so listen close the first time. GOSSIP Legends in the warehouse Gossip in the halls Rumors in the office Ears upon the walls Hiding round the corner Straining for each sound Car-pool to the lunchroom…

[untitled] Label what you will Untitled leave this I Don’t deny I am Forsaking the asking of why Perhaps lacking the aching to why This Here Now, it is And thus is what am I Willing what you will

On one hand, one of my most horrid recordings, but on another hand, one of my most interesting. Warning – the second half of the song gets rather creepy. Have fun! SOMEDAY Sweet Lolita Young Your lucid, aged mirage Dancing in your eyes…

Inspired by “Peter Pan Syndrome” by Dr. Kyle. “Gr'ups,” which means “grown ups,” comes from an original series Star Trek episode. PETER NA NA NANANA NANA NA NANANA PETER! YOU’RE SCARED OF YOUR MOM, YOU HATE YOUR DAD YOU BETTER GET…

For the First President of the Surry Alternative Realities Society. PARANOID SAGE The paranoid sage cries all night long Praying that things had not gone wrong But no one ever turns back the time for him Swaying on the brim The paranoid…

Uhm… whatever. She took the walk anyway and we’re both better for it. It’s all good. DON’T WALK AWAY Let’s sit and talk this over Can’t take from me what is ours Lived a few lives before you And this is the best one by far I’ve made…

A creepy/gloomy with a bit of a stab at electronica and a slightly more aggressive stab at techno in the center. That mood seemed to fit the poetry. Falling Autumn leaves sound like this in my head. CAN'T RESET The many poems I’ve…

I was 13 when I wrote this Political Folk song. One of my earliest attempts at recording, it’s certainly a flawed production. Nevertheless many will get a kick out of the ending. BABYLON Killed a man whose skin was red All his brother’s…