A Year of Songs

This is probably one of, if not the, shortest songs that will be featured in AYoS. A simple quatrain, it

This gruel is about as thin as it gets. Inspired, for a moment, by the superfluity of meaningful lyrics to

A thanksgiving song. I'm at that point in my life when I'm mostly beyond being afraid for myself, but like

First up... the lyrics for this song expose one of the dangers of writing a 'serious' song in colloquial idiom.

A perfect day at the end of time. The day I wrote this song, cherry blossoms drifted across impossibly blue

Ever get really good advice and not seem to be able to take it -- even though you think it

As promised, here's the song I wrote immediately before yesterday's "She'd Be Mine" -- telling much the same story from

When I was a kid, southern California was still a place of separate towns and cities, with open space in

Mythic super-anti-heroine alert. Yep, it's yet another Baby song. Like Prometheus, half-man and half-god, chained to his rock and feasted

Money, honey. A sensible person doesn't need all that much. But sensible people sometimes -- depsite their innate sensibility --