Lyrics: I clock in at sunrise, hammer in my hand Framing up these houses on someone else’s land It’s my hard work and know-how makes these walls grow But I can't give my family a house of their own I'm building dreams for wealthy folk…

Dreaming of wealth, but facing reality.

Winter of Peace Verse 1: Icy crystals fall from heaven — is your heart as pure as snow? Light fills the streets before seven — does your love help others glow? Yes, it’s the season to rejoice, but baby Jesus seeks your voice; So lift…

Apparently motorists weren't fond of loopty-loops or hazardous jumps over bottomless pits. The traffic designer was perplexed, given how well such things worked in a Hot Wheels setting. Still, he accepted the feedback, and digitally erased…

a melancholy 8-bit ballad - singing the sadness of the old and abandoned digital worlds children once explored

credits: Smokey Robinson/The Miracles, George Martin/The Beatles

wrote this about 10yrs ago ,drums programmed , mixed and mastered , produced , by myself , bass , rthm guitars lead guitar , vocals , backing vocals , by myself , hope you like it , cheers tony cee