... 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. ;(

The street heats the urgency of now As you see there's no one around ...

Actually, it won't play for me.... maybe that's a good thing.

There's times I wonder if your hair is still black and long, if your eyes are still brown, staring shyly at the ground... if your button nose still curves just so... if your eyes still squeeze closed when you laugh. Sometimes I wonder if you…