I was thinking about Haiti... i don't know what to say i don't know how to feel when i'm way over here and things are going well my house is standing still my friends are still alive the smell of spring is in the air and i just can't connect…

This is an updated vocal of the song I wrote during FAWM/RPM. I *had* thought that this was an improvement but when I listened to it later that night, it ended up just sounding like a *chorus* of flat-ness.

cheating is the main way bad communicators chose to end it and since we’re not taught to talk it is an epidemic

i'm not afraid of being alone i just like the company in a forest with no one around tears are dry and wounds don't bleed

I wrote it for a friend of a friend. It was originally about a woman, but although I liked the music a lot, the words didn't quite satisfy me. On a whim, I changed a pronoun here and there, and the song became a story.

you take me as is you don't mind a work in progress you say my flaws make me attractive you take me as is (thank you wikipedia)

life is always better with a little bit of tension. i think that we will make good friends because my life’s complex and you’re already taken.

This is one of 3 "Auction" songs, written for yearly fundraising auctions at a UU fellowship I used to belong to. The winners for this first year, I don't remember exactly what they requested. I think they let me pretty much do what I wanted…

i just want to push through but i keep seeing your favorite foods. i can't get you out of my head so i bring up some sweet epitaph and when i said i would love you forever i meant it but now i also love someone else and i need to stop living…

This song is musically and thematically related to an earlier tune from an older album called "house of strangers." That song was a plea from one partner to another about a marriage that was failing. This song comes when it becomes obvious that…

electronic-ish piece MMM brownies

This is a real person. He was one of the saddest millionaires I ever met.

The 2nd in the UU auction series. The person who won the auction wanted a song about the fellowship, the place we met on Sunday and the community. So I wrote this little kind of sing-a-long folk song.

A throwback to rampant sentimentality. Not for the jaded and cynical ears of the early 21st century, but for men and women traipsing around in evening attire in a black-and-white movie from the '30s.

Probably the single saddest song I ever wrote. This album is kind of a combination of hope and longing and loss. This one is definitely about loss.

Another downer, what can I say? Oddly enough though, it makes me smile.

No, not those kind of angels. Hope in the dark.

This is the 3rd of the trio of UU auction songs. A love song was requested, so I wrote one based on my wife's favorite china pattern.

Wyn Jones looks at how Peter helps suffering, scattered and scared people.