How Indeed – guitar / voice original

I wrote this song leading up to my departure from a very toxic work environment that changed me in ways I wish it hadn’t.

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Chose not to remember.
Won’t thank you for what you gave.
How indeed I’ve made it.
Kept myself an empty space.

Of course there is no knowing. But then again, there is.
Nothing about what I am was made for the surface.
Every breath scrapes the vessel walls, worn thin.
This unwilling arrival. The way hell was forced in.
Refuse weighing down my bones –
Voice bending bloody tones-
Quiet obedience set flames to all I know.
The sickness has grown bold.
Not about to say it’s okay, making it this far.
Not the heinous crime I needed stabbing at my heart.
Not about to say it’s settled and life is just too hard.
I implore the soul of all creation: tear this world apart.
Tear us apart.

I will not remember and never took what you gave.
How indeed I make it.
Keep myself an empty space.

Cold of the Earth

Cold of the Earth

Leave me where I stop.
Forget my beating heart as I lean into the drop.
Wanted as much as I never am alive.
Continue me, out of sight, out of mind.

The human ruin brought to life.
Pierce my skin. The blood will cry
I don’t matter. I am alone.
And all I ever wanted. Collect my bones.

Soul in the dark, you have my dream.
Cold of the earth has a place for me.

All the wants and needs and ways you try.
To bear failure and grieve is why.
Just continue me out of sight, out of mind.
Out of every single reason left to survive.

Soul in the dark, you have my dream.
Cold of the earth has a place for me.


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“Be As the Water” – Tiny Desk 2024.

My contest entry has been accepted 🙂 I wasn’t planning to enter this year, but I wrote this and felt it had the right energy this time, It’s a reminder to myself to be as present and open as I can be, while I can. I think it’s a message worth sharing. If you listen, thank you and I hope you enjoy. Poem below.

Be As the Water

No, the river rising won’t mind the flood.
Like arms of the ocean, to the sky every open.
Given good and bad, it fills up in love.
Any and all and more than enough.

What lessons? To accept this life gave what you need.
The good and bad equal the meaningful between.
So be as the water ever open to the sky.
Forget how you got here. Forget you asked why.
Why? Why? Why? No reason at all.

Tomorrow is yesterday, over and done.
To be is all purpose could ever want.
However you got here is with a goodbye,
Sure as the loss as each moment here dies.

So be as the water ever open to the sky.
Forget how you got here. Forget you ask why.
Why? Why? No reason at all.

Link to browse all the other cool contest entries this year: https://tinydeskcontest.npr.org/2024/browse-2024/

The Ending Must – New Album

Desperation to understand and the loss of hope is at the center of this album. Often there seems to be just inaction and unwillingness to risk a change when it comes to fixing problems in this world on top of very little will to fix what we can within ourselves (if we dare to see a problem at all). There may never be enough devastation or despair to move things along, but I hope to be wrong. I hope there’s an end one day that makes the difference.

Also available via most streaming platforms.

Every Single Moment Hurt – Original song

Recorded back in September.

Lyrics:

Haunted by the first. Give more blood than it’s worth.
A worried heartbeat set to burst,
And every single moment hurts.

Have mercy! Take the rest away.
Tomorrow need not know the shame.
How my days live for the night.
The ice to a carving knife.
And there’s no safer place.
This world I can’t take.

I know happier life died at my birth.
It’s this unspoken pain I serve.
All along, gathering nerve to breathe the flames.
You watch me burn.

As settled ashes, I’ll return.
The never here at all I’ve earned.
The unspoken pain I serve.
How every single moment hurt.

Every single moment hurt.
The never here at all…never here at all I’ve earned.

Exit Interview – Tiny Desk Contest 2023

My entry for 2023 contest. I wrote this after leaving my job of 5+ years last year. I think my music in general is too dark for what they’re looking for in a winner, but it’s fine. I really have no show to put on for them or anyone else at this point.


Lyrics :
Cutting losses, speak my bones.
If it’s my fault, you should have known.
But who ever sees me? Who is warm to the cold?
I’m here dying all alone.

Feel the thought tear from inside.
Having to lie and lie and lie.
I matter more kept in the dark.
Waste what remains of my heart,

Because who ever saw me?
Who was warm? Who was warm to the cold?
I was here dying all alone.
You never saw me. Never warm for the cold.
I was here dying all alone.

Burning bridge, you are a gift.
I hurt and want nothing more from the end.
Burning bridge, you are a gift.
I hurt and want nothing more from the end.