Down memory lane about my son abit You were my little boy I used to walk the floor with you When you couldn't sleep at night Your passion was a train named Thomas We made tracks on the carpet floor With Percy, Diesel, and Gordon too…

Its about his Orange Highness He's a fake, he's a fake Oh everyone knows he's a fake He's a fake, he's a fake He always lies, He's never right 'Cause he's a fake He's a fake, he's a fake Oh everyone knows he's a fake He's a fake, he…

My attempt at a country song, I wasn't intending to write one, but my Muse said to!!! I suffer and I fear of what life might bring Through the trials and tribulations, yeah, it's a thing I just try to hang on to all the things I love But…

Straw can be light and golden yellow Is often used to stuff our pillows Straw is the hay you see in the fields All those hay bales give good feels The scarecrow of Oz was made of straw though his brain held nothing at all Dorothy held…

Feeling seen, felling naked Feeling as if I've been taken Feeling the love, feeling your touch Feeling life is all too much What can I say, what can I feel What is there left that I can steal What year is this, what day is tomorrow what…

Down memory lane about my son abit You were my little boy I used to walk the floor with you When you couldn't sleep at night Your passion was a train named Thomas We made tracks on the carpet floor With Percy, Diesel, and Gordon too…

Protest song against the rising fascism in this country. Do NOT comply with the orange wannabe king!!!! No time for silence, its time for war A time for yelling, a time for more A time to get busy, a time to write Time to call everyone in…

Random title that started as "Another Poem" went to Another Song then "Just Another Song" of course, my muse is weird like that. Oh and its about song writing! 😅 Just another song in my book Just another page in my life Just another tale…

Comes from a random title that perked my interest. Naked tears upon my brow Shed by someone I don’t know how Can I tell them I understand Life can be so full of pain Why is it so often always the same And I wonder What it all means…

How to pay the rent oh that's an easy worry Buy food or pay the light bill Yeah that's an easy worry Buy gas or medication Oh Yeah that's an easy worry chorus Its a hard joy to do what's right Its a hard joy to get up every day Its…