Feel free to download and listen to the MP3 files I have posted here. You are welcome to play these songs (should you want to do so) in a live performance. You may not make a recording or sell a recording of these songs without express written permission.
You have to move forward There is no going back You have to pull life toward you And pick up the slack When you know that somethings wrong And the day is bright as night That is when you sing your song That is when you make your fight So long All Gone Let the memories Float on Be here No tears It doesn't matter when Love is near When the crooked can't be straightened And what is lacking has no end What is the meaning of our labour Like the cycles of the wind And the tension fills the sky Between what is and what should be You find the meaning when you die Maybe then you will be free So long All Gone Let the memories Float on Be here No tears It doesn't matter when Love is near -chip 12.8.2007
The sky opens Out pours the pain Trip up the moon And walk Home Sky The wind cuts Into the sane It was too soon We talk Some Lies The night covers Over the shame Under a stone The fault Alone Dies -chip 3.18.2008
She was pregnant in the fall of the spring. How late does it normally snow around here? The children pile high in the back of the van. Drive into the mountains; they always seem so near. Don't let me ruin All this sunshine I will sit and wonder Always sit in wonder It doesn't bother me Even though it's been so long I will sit and wonder I am sitting still while We all travel along Between a pillar of rock and a cliff of stone The sky open up between the storms. I didn't know this mountain was so high. Funny how the distance traveled transforms. Remission of sin Facing glory I will sit and wonder Always sit in wonder I am weak but He is strong I will sit and wonder I am sitting still while We all travel along -chip 4.30.2008
It's a no win situation What was paid in blood has been sold away For the love of money The pursuit of wealth We enslave ourselves to the banker's fee Hear the voices of the fathers as they say, “How long?” A duty misplaced in the sunshine Lost in the turmoil of tranquility The back is broken The way was open See the sun also shines on poverty Hear the voices of the widows as they cry, “How long?” Hear the guns as they sing in jubilation And play their music on a foreign shore With the blood of children And humiliation We feed our economy with war Hear the voices of the dying as they sigh, “How long?” They call it free trade between the nations The freedom to oppress the laboring poor We used to make things In this country Now we pay more so we can be poor Hear the voices of the hungry as they die, “How long?” -chip 4.12.2008