Im phoning this one in Ive flown in tougher winds But im tired and I have to flip Over my whole house to be sit Upon by a gracious friend Who will stay here to sit my pet Who, when house and pet have been sat Will collect a tidy sum at…

The manta ray hangs off of the keychain that you bought at the aquarium I asked if that was the thing that killed Steve Erwin - I was wrong and you sure let me know My buddy Andrew bought a cd in Connecticut by the Teeth called "Carry the…

Unmixed, in modified New Standard Tuning (Robert Fripp's method): C-G-D-G-C-E (NST is C-G-D-A-E-B), so A minor'ish? Will try to add words, melody and vocal tomorrow.

A revised mix of this ditty, with more from the "IRS" and local cops...

by XTC

A tribute to the serenity and profound beauty of winter, the gentle hush of snowfall blanketing the earth, and the timeless magic that dwells within winter's icy embrace.

When I was young I tiptoed the garden And then I salted all that I could see The summer sun it seemed a yoke upon me But no so much for the open-hearted leaves August came around while I was sleeping September grasses bent under my feet…

There was a man from Galilee With hands that cared for everything They took his plow and beat it into swords I have a dad I never see And children here in front of me We’re going where the apples taste like flowers I wouldn’t…

Dark clouds are moving in Soft breeze upo0n my skin Prepared but even then So swings the pendulum The lives it takes as the branches break The hopes and dreams now sympathies For all the starts left in the sky Are pocket change left…

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…

Where Hope Resides Chorus: He’s not a shadow hiding in the sky, Nor a whisper lost in winds that pass. He is the King who rules over all, A Father who sees, who draws us near. He showed His love through His only Son— The Lamb, the Light…

O I sing I hate the wind it keeps me from you people say I'm no good how can that be true and the day is cold and the leaves have turned and air is sour and the grass has burned a knife that's looking for a sheath but finds instead…