Same old story, just another bit of music out of the old acoustic tonight.

performed by Jon Freeman from the album "Sunny, sorta..." between you and the moon and the road behind I’d sleep in the hay every day a small comfort I’ll find between you and the moon and the horses come crashing as you hide in the…

Awash in cold glow Of the Neon Light Moving Too Slow To View the Dilute Skyline Of a city that now feels like a tomb The few that are left have checked out of the room these streetways may've seen better days…

Rough draft only

Maia was from Georgia. The Georgia that was part of the the USSR. She drew pictures of her sisters. She lived on orange juice and tea. (Horns by my brother, John.) MEETING MAIA Where the tram stops in front of the Van Gough Museum, I waited…