Happy Sunday.

I got dimes and dubs of some dank nugs wrapped in cellophane in a cigarette pack in my pocket.

got a guitar on my back, had a P.A. had some debts to pay and had to hock it.

now im out on the street, seeking shade from the heat, feelin lost in the shadows these days.

caught in the wheels, I bet you know how it feels to be a rat trapped in somebody elses maze.

Happy Sunday, Im glad you're here. Pull up a seat, kick up your feet and sip on an ice cold beer.

Happy Sunday, all day long, its a good day to get high and write a sad, sad, song.

Im out on the road with the wind when it blows, everything that I own on my back.

lonely and cold, feel like Ive been bought and sold

my baby left me and she aint comin back.

I got this hole in my soul this life has taken its toll on this loney cold heart of mine.

but I still got a song and I'll be allright as long as I keep on walkn this line.

Lost Boy.

A troubador... A minstrel...

A dirty tramp with a daydream and a guitar.

A gypsy... A soldier

a stupid kid that thought too much about everything 

and cared bout nuthn at all.

Lost and found and lost again

Buddha Jesus and the Devil and Me

Entities created by gyrations of energy 

spiralling endlessly on the edge of infinity and oblivion

Brahma, Shiva, and Vishnu

...at the same time.

Tulsa

its not so much a town as it is some kind of governmental phsycological experiment... a cesspool of mental illness...a hollow void under a veneer of concrete, asphalt, steel and glass...a sprawling tapestry of corporate swag, ticky-tacky, condos and churches...with a wing-nut on ever corner holdn it down.

Dear Princess,

You summoned me your highness and I have been Obloged to be in your service ever since.

I made you my priority

while to you, I was nothing but an object to be used, abused and discarded when I no longer suited your purpose.

I revolved my world around you as if you were the Sun in my universe

but you chose to place your throne over the earth above me and use my back as your foot-stool.

I gave you my heart

you wanted my soul

I gave everything I had

you wanted more

You took all of my offerings for granted

and accepted my services and alms rendered to you in love with ungracious fortitude and then you cast me from your presence

striking me with your rod

crying out for your sentries and gaurds

"Off with his head."

WTF?

-Sincerely,

your Knight in Shining Armour



Simplify

Minimise

organise

travel light
play your cards right

keep your shit tight

SIMPLIFY.

listen hard to the silence.

Listen hard to the silence

 

Feel the thunder deep inside

 

Peer into the shadows

 

while the moon pulls in the tide

 

see thru the illusions

 

Laugh until they dissappear

 

Live only for the moment

 

choose love over fear.

Lamentations... Track List

Lamentations.

Down in the Swamp
Daddy Why?
No Tengo Secretos
Better Way
Listen
Dust me Off
Preachers' Son
Thru it All
Time
How far have we gone?
This is for the Children.
Rain Hat
Evil World