Another version of this song. I think I like this one more.

For the record, the verses are in 7/8 time. LYRICS: This is the last time that I try this This is the final first attempt and if I fail in my endeavor Nobody can claim that I am heaven sent Still not as bad as the civil war inside…

I'm not a fan of judgmental people.

The first song I ever wrote.

I spent a lot of time alone driving around the Dakotas in the winter. I remember standing, looking out at a perfectly level horizon: all white below, all blue above.

I had a bad break up. LYRICS: In the dust of our mistrust I could swear it's gone I can cry myself to sleep if I want In the wake of this heartbreak I could think you'd care You only want what you want That's not fair No more…

I was going to do vocals for this one, but I haven't come up with a good melody yet.

Second thoughts. We all have them.

When I was a kid, I was walking home from school with my foster brothers. Some guy in a black Camaro pulled up on the side of the road and said . . .

I used to be a door-to-door salesman traveling the midwest.