Nobody likes to have their dreams stop at traffic lights.

Just a simple song about a horsey ride. Little me and my Alvarez, recorded on a single cheap MXL mic., no effects. -- Misty on my face is the love of gods calling me Ice upon my skin made more painful by this solitude Ride upon my broken steed…

This song is something special to me. I think it was special to John too. It hurts to miss people who are gone from your life, but I think it's worse to forget them.

... again ... for Randy. Memories of old magazines gathering dust on the shelves with things you never could let go of. Dirty chess sets hardly touched. Empty bottles of cheap scotch you never could get enough of. And it's a shameful world…

Just the traditional tune. I've always loved it.

Another song I love. Nothing compares to Lou, though. Seasonal, will melt away soon!

Leafless trees hung low in the cold. I saw myself kneel, fall, die all alone. No pity, no tears, no profound song. Just gone. The limbs of the trees broke in the wind. Worn and old from beckoning, again and again. But no god came. In the end…

Anyone remember this one? Old.

every moment each day searching for something someone to feel know care every face each friend rejection and its too much too much too much to bear it's been a long long time coming it's a long long way home every moment each inch of time…

Trying, and failing, to get through the last Pink Floyd song that means something to me. Sorry. ;(