Folk and Blues Singer/Songwriter

Vicarious

When the black night meets the skyline

Twinkle of the buildings

The water rests

Upon its bed

Beautiful

Botanical gardens

She finds somewhere

To clear her head

Come take us

Come take us away with you honey

Vicariously

We live through your stories

A creature of the earth

She travels to learn

Things form around her

She lets the Gods astound her

Come take us

Come take us away with you honey

Vicariously

We live through your stories

I’ll tell you something

You’re on the right road

They’ll always be something

Pulling you home

Come grace us with your presence

When you feel alone

But I know you love to chase

Where the wind is blowing

Well the wind is blowing.

Space to Breathe

I go outside for a cigarette

terminal 3

Taking a break from the internet

and technology

My heart knows that I am moving

There must be something in the air

Each day is mine for the choose

To stay as long as I care to

Now that I’m away

No place to be

Honey it’s ok

I’ve got space to breathe

I reach the end of this island

feet hit the sand

It’s not something that I’m running from

I hope you can understand that

Rest my head in a parking bay

Sunrise is my sign to drive again

Until the final departure gate

Open to all that can surprise me

Now that I’m away

No place to be

Honey it’s ok

I’ve got space to breathe

West to East

I’ve seen the canyons

seen the roads

climbed the mountains

travelling west to east

This old road

will take me home

eventually

Oh serendipity

Oh sweet serenity

west to east

Travelling along

Singing these songs

thinking of somebody’s daughter

we shared romance

we danced the dance

down the coast in california

Oh serendipity

Oh sweet serenity

Travelling west to east

Alone again

this roads always a friend

one that leads to more

I’m here to learn

Not to judge underserved

Always one door down from yours

Oh serendipity

Oh sweet serenity

Travelling west to east

High altitudes

Barren desert views

Blizzard on arrival in Colorado

Grey concrete

The virus cleared the streets

In Washington DC

Oh serendipity

Oh sweet serenity

Travelling west to east

Oh serendipity

Travelling west to east.