On a drive on the Parkway something crossed my mind On a road of unease I thought of a load I could leave behind My mind was going, the Raritan was flowing in slow motion just when I realized I'd hop a train to trade my pain for paradise At uncertainty station I sat and I thought The places I've been and maybe a trade for the ticket I bought I know this town's no playground, it'll knock you down even when it's nice And nothing's gonna stop it, only I can stop searching for paradise After an early summers drink in a late evening bar I walked home and had a conversation with my guitar Brothers and sisters to my left and right I sang I never would've found myself if it weren't for the night I found my own light and stopped searching for paradise Eb A D G F# B Bb Eb B C C# F Ab E -Nov 2017

lyrics She came to me It was one in the morning in between my snoring hometown and REM sleep She came from behind said if I didn't mind she had a place to be I had an early rise but when I caught her eyes I thought I'd never want to leave I heard birds in the trees so I grabbed my keys and said "tell me where you wanna be" *the birds were singing* Where did you come from Aside from a starry night under mystic moonlight What are you to me Aside from the tapestry of a fading memory She smiled for a while and then told me a town I... I can't remember the name of We drove for miles and she was nothing but smiles and it made me feel a strange love We talked the whole time and I felt inclined to ask if she had room for another tonight she said she might there was a flash of light and that's when I woke up To the birds singing Where did you come from Aside from a starry night under mystic moonlight What are you to me Aside from the tapestry of a fading memory I'm gonna find you the way you found me the night before Gonna keep on singing till I hear you ringing at my front door -Jun 2016

Take a moment of reflection man I’d like to think you’re not this ignorant Remember there’s a line between Humorous and seriously inappropriate If you never learned to watch what you say If you spoke the truth you'd tell it that way If you said straighten up and if I said no There's still plenty of people I'm willing to show My mind is wandering all of the time So please forgive if I speak out of line If you tried to shake it off before it lasts You'd be chasing chances you lost in the past Take a moment of reflection man I’d like to think you’re not this ignorant Remember there’s a line between Humorous and seriously inappropriate Slow learner like a child Slow burner like a black and mild -credit to weller- Forever we may never see eye to eye Ghosts speak most to guilty hosts A sour revenge when lightly dosed You start to clench discarded post As if you can almost... Ghosts speak most to guilty hosts A sour revenge when lightly dosed The big unholy "adios" And she was so close Take a moment of reflection man I’d like to think you’re not this ignorant Remember there’s a line between Humorous and seriously inappropriate Slow learner like a child Slow burner like a black and mild -credit to weller- Forever we may never see eye to eye Ya No -Spring 2017

OOOOH yeah There's something in the water Hell yeah It’s all we know People come and no one goes As if everyone clings to the aging spring Where everything is closed Baby I can't breathe In this red stone heath I'm close to snapping everyone's adapting to what’s Happening underneath OOOOH yeah There's something in the water Hell yeah Your bustling downtown Your childhood playground Your hills that surround Nothing left behind The lords of Sussex crowned They’re coming to your town And when that day comes around You'll be next in line -Spring 2017

Kid why don't you sit yourself down And ask yourself why the hell you break your pen in two Too busy to see through yourself in gloss Well let me tell ya boss You’re wishing on intuition to be your writer Out of juice, no pass the lighter Who wants to pull an all nighter No one’s traded sleeplessness for genius up front At least not the kind you want I see a mad man fishing Someone searching for vision But you just seem in need of a little metacognition Why you trying to be outré When you ain't got shit to say You see life isn't given it comes from living Unless you’ve got another way Kid why don't you sit yourself down And ask yourself what the hell you looking for today Trying to sniff the proof or sift the truth Well let me tell ya dude We've got questions my dear But it’s the answers we fear How do you think we landed here Just read the earth dummy There ain't enough of that and it ain't even funny People won’t rest to trade love for sex and mindfulness for money these days People out for blood in the worst way So kid what do you have to say on the dawn of Black Friday Why you trying to be outré When you ain't got shit to say You see life isn't given it comes from living Unless you’ve got another way Why you fretting? You’re a little man No sense sweating When the old shit jam If you think what you do Can go against hate We’ve all been deaf since 1968 -May 2017

Ride to the mainland Kick it for the night Tomorrow's the day If my memory's right So I ride in sight of a village in white and a bittersweet welcoming crew It was the rumbling ground It was Mary Jo's ghost Can't explain how I found myself Back at the coast All I know is I'm changing this place is exchanging it's past young color I knew For a shade of hydrangea blue How about a little change of view Cause all of this hydrangea blue Ain't nothing new What I'm feeling Ain't the healing of home Ain't easy dealing With being alone In a place kept alive by a memory I've been saving by staining its truth A boy walks along With a song I know Wanna tell him before he gets On that boat tomorrow I know it takes time but let time decide you'll be singing a song in tune With a shade of hydrangea blue How about a little change of hew Cause all of this hydrangea blue Ain't nothing new A tinge from which you can't be free It's in everything you see Sweet American sand Found me last night Only soul on my boat But that's alright With my road in sight I begin my flight in the light of the quarter moon In a plain of hydrangea blue How about a little change of view Cause all of this hydrangea blue How about a little? -Jul 2015

Good intentions fizzle out of the norm When the younger crowd start taking out their standards by storm Saying there’s no wrong in playing their crime People do it all the time You can put your money on that mother of worth But don’t try blaming someone else when she’s the queen of the earth Cause if you go try at playing their crime Best be sure you leave your schooling behind Nobody’s gonna have a reason to show you the daylight Nobody’s gonna come between you and your play crime I think Allen Halley was ahead of his time Boy won fame by pen and paper never wrote a damn line cause he said There’s no wrong in playing their crime People do it all the time You can try to be human in a world of machine When all that matters is you keep your record Stillson-clean But if you go try at playing their crime Best be sure you leave your schooling behind Nobody’s gonna have a reason to show you the daylight Nobody’s gonna come between you and your play crime -Jul 2018

Ignition clicks the lighter ticks the needle flicks and the engine kicks The city ignites in morning light the year is Nineteen Eighty-Six I was twenty-four with a foot in the door and I was trying to dig my way to the bank Had no kid and no honey and man I was hungry and I was getting my money from a hand on the crank I step into the lobby Where I turn the earth for hobby A piston in its motor that runs on cigarettes and coffee Do I need to set my guard or do you need to set your watch? Cause dinner won't stay hot for you so I’d kick it up a notch Now kid you best be shaking your rest cause the deal has been made So look your stressed hope your suit’s been pressed cause your heading to world trade That's south sixty-five so look alive as if this ain't your only hope And don't look to the skies cause your whole world lies within this manila envelope So here you go and here's their phone case you need to leave a ring Best of luck to you shake my hand tootle-oo But before you go just one more thing: You better not slip on your grip, Don't think about being late Cause our world won't wait to toss a kid from silver plate to bitter fate And children to reiterate I'm speaking of a time When the bottom was a drop and the top was still a climb The boiler churns the melted ferns the fire burns and the wheel still turns The E train weaves below the streets carrying a messenger from a brokerage firm Hands to rail every man dovetailed In tin on steel within concrete It seats the sales, the trees that failed A being here now obsolete Down the labyrinths of penn Lies the Metropolitan Where they sip their roast and read the Post Like gods among men And the voice from before that still condemns You better not slip on your grip, Don't think about being late Cause our world won't wait to toss a kid from silver plate to bitter fate And children to reiterate I'm speaking of a time When the bottom was a drop and the top was still a climb The new world ain’t scaring me With my bag I’ll fly by Mercury The engine dies the friend goodbyes the half moon flies the baby cries The barkeep spies as their fathers’ lies all liquify before their eyes To break free we all try Our hearts and our minds Sparkle like diamonds on display Pieces in someone else’s game What a shame I’m saying goodbye and I’ll tell you why We all touch the sky but don’t know how to fly And now I’m free as I’ve ever been Found my self a phone down a couple of blocks Called the boss and told him to go kick rocks I’ve got a world to save and I don’t know when -Aug 2016