Lyrics and music by Brian Vaughn. Love, love, love... Look up and down. There are shapes in the clouds, And ants on the ground who march in line, To the roots of a tree, Whose bark carries the name, Of a girl whose boy thought her worth…

Not to offend any Episcopalians or maiden librarians but this one is a little starched shirt feeling, but it holds a good thought

Another Church song out of the way-back machine

Another Church song out of the way-back machine

learned from the Carter family, that just about says it all.

learned from the Carter family, that just about says it all.

learned from the Carter family, that just about says it all.

Day-by-day, I find it harder to forgive the busboy who killed the metal dobro I used when I recorded this one. Lawdy, I miss that guitar!

A chant about traveling through life, by not missing the train.

A roots, semi chant.