Another acoustic guitar improv at the Keith House in Fort Worth, Tx

I come up to the surface And take a breath on my return Crystal waters on the surface Light gets swallowed down below And it’s the same way with my feelings About you they stay much the same Twenty years wrapped up in paper Tied it up…

Breaking things Can be fun for a while Until it’s not You only see the child In the mirror Tearing up his home The reflection Now standing all alone You’re breaking things You’re breaking things Sometimes doors Pretty windows…

by Neil Young

Another one for Steve, our amazing bass player….a BIG Planet of the Apes fan. I never followed Those movies, but he assures me that he’s kept within the bounds of the narrative. -Lyrics…

Two of Reg's mates aren't too good at romance either...... Walk the line Big John & Charlie Brooke thought they knew their way around But they Got lost on a road to nowhere and were drunk when they were found That road…

Introspection... Copyright J. Lynch 2026

A square peg in a round hole. Copyright J. Lynch 2026

When you've had enough! Copyright J. Lynch 2026