Don't let it be said that I've forgotten my love of R.E.M. Dream of a life that’s never been seen A world of possibilities, a place in between A place of shadows, a place of light A place of secrets, hiding in the night Oblique, oblique…

I asked to robots to help me write a song in the style of Tom Waits. Riding on a train to the edge of town Where the night has just begun People on the street with nowhere to go Living hard and having fun Everywhere I go there’s a song…

Did you guys hear? There are SPY BALLOONS!!!!! A view from above, floating so high Watching as the world goes by Silent and sleek, full of mystique High altitude game of hide and seek Flying high, floating in the air You think you…

I tried to write a song that sounded sort of like Peter Gabriel. I'm not sure how close I got, but Megan and Jarrett absolutely killed it on this tune. I can see you in my mind Like a dream I can’t forget I’m reaching out to touch you But…

A large portion of this record was written with my friend Wilsun in mind. If anything, this is an album to amuse him. To ensure I achieved that goal, I tried to write a song that reminded me of "Life In A Northern Town", although it actually…

Were you guys aware that I'm a Beatles fan? Because, well.... I am. I don't want you to come too close I don’t need you to break the rules Don't try to play my game It’s not what you should do I don’t think we can be friends I don…

The sight of hands wringing, a worrying glance you feel pins and needles, seems all left to chance When I lose control of, the marbles and pegs It’s all an illusion, all in your head – if you don’t mind The depth of the panic, a bargain…

(Inspired by an actual posting for a hornet's nest for sale on Craigslist) Bored and surfing for some brand new toys or vintage microphones But this one’s gonna take me down the rabbit hole What is going through their mind sometimes you…

Calm your senses for the hypnotist Convex phrases oh so delicate I’m testing if you’re worthy You’re waiting patiently Better forgive me now, before I find a new low Better regret me now, the devil you think you know Better that you…

Driving in we cross the golden gate Heading forward and then back again Here’s the spirit of the old cross streets Won’t be staying but I’m sure we’ll be, around around around We knew everything and were so sure of Pockets full of triptiks…