THE PICNIC The sun broke like glass on the water The trees threw their shade on the sand The ants ate the crumbs on the blanket She ate the grapes from my hand We didn't know what we were doing It all started off with a smile And an innocent…

Something just broke and I think it's my heart It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart It mighta been a meter that tore it apart But, something just broke and I think it's my heart G. A bedside bomb with no alarm…

Something just broke and I think it's my heart It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart It mighta been a meter that tore it apart But, something just broke and I think it's my heart G. A bedside bomb with no alarm…

Still struggling with this one... Maybe not possible to make this work in a country song...MY DICK DON'T KNOW SHE'S GONE 1. She's been gone for three years now. Three years since she walked out Friends and folks I work with ask me what it…

"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..." SOMEWHERE G capo @ 2 - live @ 4 Somewhere between the summer and the winter The leaves between the tree tops and the fall Somewhere between my heart and circled letters Somewhere…

I was reading this profile on MySpace and was impressed with this girl...really impressed. It's all there in her BIO. Masters degree and five languages. The part about using gender "stereotypes ironically" etc is an exact quote. SKIN TONE…

All of this is performed - Norm's many percussion devices, Fender Mustang, and GR-20 driven by the guitar for the rest of the voices excepting a bit of a choir at the end.

(Tolar & Savigear 2010)

Something i wrote after a few bad years in a relationship