song from my band ezra bell. for kelly lavery

Staying up early or going to sleep late. :)

Writing this song was a very cathartic experience. This gamut of emotions took place in just one week - last week. Unfortunately, I couldn't sing the first word without it sounding ridiculous, and so I decided to get back to my Northern roots…

Angel David In heaven you were waiting for the Lord our God To find a soul for you to watch over and to guide and love Patiently you waited trusting in His plan God’s will, your only desire, so unlike man The day came…

Here is Evan yet again at the business of relaxation, this time in a forested setting.

It seems Elle has finally gotten to Evan. It's too bad, really, but it's a fun use of a SCI SixTrak.

This is about Mary, the Mother of God and mother of us all. For those who aren't Catholic, Catholics don't worship Mary, we honor her and pray for her intercession, just as people ask other people to pray for them. Mary brings us to Jesus.

This was written after contemplating the Shroud of Turin. I have a portrait of the face of Jesus layered under an image of the Shroud. I think it was made in Italy and I bought at a local Catholic shop where I live that is no longer there. The…

The Ave Maris Stella is a popular liturgical hymn of unknown origin. It can be dated back to at least the 9th century for it is preserved in the Codex Sangallensis, a 9th century manuscript now in the Swiss Monastery of St. Gallen. Its appearance…

This is an early Christian hymn. I found the words o nthe internet and set it to my own melody, not knowing the original tune. Oh, the Cross, the SAVIOR dying, Wounded sore, and faint, and sighing, Bowed beneath the burden lying On HIS…

This is the Lord's Prayer or the "Our Father" as we Catholics call it. I have wanted to write a melody for the Our Father for a long time and I was so pleased when it finally came to me. Prayers can be very hard to write a melody to because they…

A re-take of a great tune written by Gene.

Leave your best behind They say your life is nothing more Than the blinking of an eye And everything you say or do In a moment flashes by And in the end what is left of you Are the memories that unwind They tell the tale of the one they…

walking out on the cubicle job... for good