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Here are the words to the songs on my first album "Secret Heated Winter Gardens"

Living With The Wolves

Ask Me Where I'm Going

Ask Me Where I've Been

Wonder How the Time Flies

Before the Day can End

I walk through Secret Gardens

Hunt on Holy Ground

Living With the Wolves

They Keep Me Around

Late at night we're Hunting

Under moon and stars

In touch collective consciousness

With those that lived on Mars

Many times we've been here

Many times we're gone

Living With the Wolves

Forever and for so long

I'm learning of the changes

Secrets of the Globe

Learning when to howl

And when I should lay low

Running with My own tribe 

With collective soul

Living With the Wolves

We never will grow old

Midnight On the Mighty Blue

The Grey Man's Walking

Out there alone in the sand

Watching and waiting

Throwing up his bony hands

Nobody listens to signs anymore

What in the world are we supposed to do?

There's a whole big stream of hurricanes out there

Not just one or two

Deep Woods banshee scary midnight

Hurricanes come to chase you down

All you can do is run for cover

Like a nervous baying walker hound

Running from the mighty blue

Midnight on the Mighty Blue

Midnight on the Mighty Blue

Watching the Shadows from the Moon

My Elevator

The Dream is back again

It never really goes away

You just deal with your hand

The cards you're dealt that day

Life seems to totally stop

A weird stop motion unexplained totally

Like an elevator's bouncy drop

Soon a different floor you'll see

Look quickly soon a sign will say

You are not allowed here go home

A nervous operator argues

Just what can you see or own

Sometimes it's secret elaborate baths

Or dark cold rooms with hard dirt floors

Never finished totally

Like the water glass on the shelf out by the door

The bounce and jolt first floor all off

My eyes open the operator's gone

The half empty water glass the pissing hungry cats

Hiss at the shrill ringing telephone

My floors are cold windows frozen

Gardens outside show a definite chill

The dogs are running with the leaves

Out in the big dog pen out on the hill

The Old Schoolyard

I stood and I looked around the old Schoolyard

the cold clay ground so cracked,rough and hard

wondered about the bullies that played there over the years

Journeyed somewhere back in time and found I had some fears

In the Springtime they always ran us like a Marathon

50 yard dash and the big kids always won

What about their Gold ribbons where are they now?

I know I saw some specs of Gold dust blowing along the ground

All the marathons I never could quite win

Seems they were over when I was trying to begin

I thought I heard somebody talking from back in time

Over where the see saws used to be but maybe it was just some windchimes

What of the kids there from the old Schoolyard

So many years have passed and life has been so hard

how many time travelers have been to the place

Where the wind of reality slaps you in the face

I stood and I looked around the old Schoolyard

The cold clay ground so cracked rough and hard

Wondered about the bullies that played there over the years

Journeyed somewhere back in time and found I had no fear


Are you the dreamer or are you the dream?

Are you standing by the crossroads are you in the telegraph in between?

When you look in the mirror do you see me?

What is the edge of your reality?


There are lights in the shadows

Lights in the darkest corners of the night

Lights in the brightest stars of midnight

Lights in the deepest of frights

Lights in the heart of the night

I woke up somewhere walking through your time

Borrowed your hat and coat and I sampled your wine

Heard your train Roll down by the Sea

Saddled your horse and I rode him so free

(repeat chorus)

Lights in the Harvest of the night

Lights in the Harvest of the night

Up All Night

Got no socks and I'm Walking with the wind

Feel the big chill so which way should I bend?

I can't throw away all I believe

I'm not a man with tricks  

there is nothing up my sleeve


I can't stop thinking about the dreams I had last night

So I'm up all night wondering how to make things right

Up all night thinking all about yesterday

What's so different about today?

Tell me what's so different about today

Now I'm far away in a long distance town

Doesn't seem quite right when you're no where to be found

Everything I touch just turns into wrong

There's only one thing I'm good at so I sat down and wrote the song

(repeat chorus)

Have You Heard the Wind

Have you Heard the Wind like one resonant voice

Through the sea and the sky and the land of your choice

Through the houses tall and grand in the cities in the towns

To the lonesome pine grove places where the spirits are found


Have you Heard the Wind

Did you listen to the wind

Better listen once again 

Before it's all gone

Better listen once again

To the lonesome wind's song

Have you Heard the Wind In all it's mystery

It speaks of different places of things you will not see

It's the cry from long dead slaves over dreams that would never be

It's the moan from the very first creature on his walk out of the deep blue sea

(repeat chorus)

Blue August Moon

Blue August Moon 

Shine on me down through my rooms

Tell me answers with no reasons

Things that come about change of seasons

Blue August Moon

Turquiose Dog Day Sky

Watch me wherever I fly

Take my mind to a different place

under the ancient glow of your midnight face

Changes come changes scare me

sometimes life is oh so contrary

But in this evergreen tinged World

Each grain of sand is another pearl

Blue August Moon

Such a natural hue

Such a Midnight Blue

From Dark to early morning light

I cannot escape from your stony sights

Blue August Moon

You foreshadow the days of wonder and gloom

Like you know the total Score

September rolled around and you were no more











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