Ravens Flocking From The Bell Tower

Ravens flocking from the bell tower The monks making sure they’re rung Her beauty remains alone inside Time enough for our song to be sung

Picking Up My Girl Along The Way

Picking up my girl along the way A short enough skirt that’ll surely tease Soft tones upon the extinguished day Wine & song that I might forever please Snapping fingers & popping buttons Ample latitude that I might play her fool Admittedly; for her touch I’m a glutton My own words reveal me to still

Hearing The Horns Blow

  Hearing the horns blowWords formulating up frontThe notes mean moreWhen the tone is bluntI scratch out a songFinding life between lettersI’d quit while I’m aheadIf I knew any better  

Fluttering Hearts On A Broken Trail

Fluttering hearts on a broken trailDo you know your own soulToo many nightsToo many sad songsYour mind sent off balanceThinking cursed thoughtsCan you cleanse yourselfAny way to be free