Prayer To The One

I shallow call thee, my Lord I’m gone. Making every turn, hopefully the one. I string burn ends, try to keep together, the weight I want I gone as if a feather. Lord my call is up, lift me unto a star. So bright will blind here me I bear scar. Is it only you…

Songs I Grew Up To

I know everyone has their own taste of music. This is mine. I would love writing songs with a female lead vocal with lyrics by me. Yet that is called a pipe-dream. It won’t happen but it is my place of zen I usually am staring out into; with a blank stare on my face….