Some months later she asked me, "How Are You?" When asked I say I’ve been clawin my way Out of this ditch But really How courageous it feels To lay In this ditch And absorb all these textures And smells of love To be reminded of you To breathe you in To taste your kisses To feel your mouth on mine To feel the earth in my fingers And smell the dampness of your hair How wonderful I’m sorry I don’t go out quietly Like a lamb Because my love for you Is fierce And naked And wonderful Notes: My revelation song. What began as a journal entry on a sleepless night in 2010 became my guidepost for new meaning in love/loss and a new calling in my life, songwriting. Track credits: Burr Johnson joined me on bass. Self produced. released April 3, 2013 all rights reserved tags Tags

Sitting with a dear old friend talking over coffee His worried frown concerned me and I hinted Is something going on here, I see worry in your eyes Is it what we talked about last time we met He looked me in the eye and in a tired voice he told me I've been struggling what to tell her, I'm not sure I want this sent Then he handed me the letter... and this is what it said This is a plea to stop chewing on the legs that take our daughter to the open spaces and very places that you and I both wish for. Speaking as your ex there’s an untended consequence to too much parental guidance. When you correct her When you coerce her When you question and reverse her It subjects her to doubt Makes her nervous without the validation that you and I both wish for. The complications it creates and the tensions it imposes underestimates her freedom to relate. So the question that I’m posing And I know that I’m imposing ...is, Can you notice when the tensions that are driving your intentions Actually subvert the very goals that you and I both want for her? With all due respect, I really did expect that you’d understand the effect of what you sometimes say to her. Let’s keep alive the chance for her to learn and strive and dance, for It’s what you and I both want for her. It’s what you and I both want for her. I look forward to your answer. Credits: 'm on voice, guitar and fretless bass. Co-produced with Fred Gillen Jr. First released May 23, 2014 as "What Did You Think Would Happen".

Listenin to your heartbeat under my ear Aint it clear It's good to be right here You wake up in the mornin Smell the breath on my face I wonder if you ever complain I embrace the very color of you All this time people been shoutin out Get's into my head Brought up on it Brought up on charges So large It obfuscates my space your very grace This place But I know what you been thinkin You're thinkin It doesn't matter I like the very color of your eyes And the brightness of your cheeks But most of all Most of all I like your heat credits I'm on voice, guitar and fretless bass; Fred Gillen Jr's on fretted bass; Aaron Schragge's on trumpet. Recorded at Fred's studio and at Aaron's and my home studios. Self-produced. released December 30, 2014

Silent tide tickles my toes Thoughts of our walks along old coastal roads Sun in my hair and sand ‘neath my feet Cool breeze off the water relief from the heat I imagine us walkin as we gaze at the sea Old Mister Reliable you been there for me We talked all the time Shared silences too When I think of the shore I think of you Now I’ve grown older raised kids of my own Wish you’d have been there to see them grown Now I’ve grown older, kids off on their own Wish you’d still be here, cuz I’m walkin alone Yes I'm walkin alone…. And I’m walkin alone Note: Miss you dad. Track credits: Burr Johnson joins me on bass. Self-produced. released April 3, 2013 license all rights reserved

I come here and I stand It doesn't need any explanation The light is rising on the horizon And the great birds call The glass is grey against the open sky And it ripples constantly as my heart beats I proclaim this moment in blue heart's love The lines of the breakwater's jutted countenance Jetties in the rippling tide Jetties in the rippling tide Green with algae On forgotten rocks. The sand is. The backwash contents me If I listen. There's no one here And it is better that way The boats lay anchor And the gulls wing by All that I know perishes In this open sky All that I cherish Is wordless All that I am reminded of All that I am reminded of Lies in places such as this It is a day for poetry ************************** Notes: A place I come back to. Just me and the music. Recording by Fred Gillen, Jr. Self-produced. In memory of Lenore G. Marshall, my poet grandmother and Roger Scholle, my artist and sea-fairing father. First released March 6, 2015 credits released April 28, 2018 license all rights reserved

Sittin with my dear old friend talking over coffee His eyes were sad, I told him so and I was glad to listen He said You know the story last we sat here many years ago The worries that I raised about my daughter What's come to pass it's hard to say, I wrote it down instead Then he handed me the letter and this is what it said When my wife and I were young we were blessed with loving children Secure in knowing their parents loved them But in her growing solitude my daughter had a feeling That nobody was around for her to talk to Unbeknownst to us she developed a kind of dread - Misunderstandings overcame her It took many years to realize that her fears were there instead That the events she buried deep inside would claim her Rather than go into these I'd like to share her journey Of the pain and struggle it took to overcome them The courage that she needed as she faced her quiet demons Helped us understand how brave and wonderful she is She wrote me this Oh Dad, oh Dad I've hung on by my fingers For so long I can't even feel the callous I've wasted all these years running from my ghosts And I've been selfish, cruel, and very careless I wish I'd been better and I ask you for forgiveness But I know that I really don't deserve it You and mom were always there, I just couldn't see it And now I wouldn't blame you if you hate me Since we spoke I realize I'm alone and still a child Even though I'm grown and 32 So please my daddy take my hand, I can't go on alone I love you and I worry you don't love me Looking up he turned to me, his face was wet with tears Last year she disappeared, we thought we'd lost her I’ve worried that she'll never find the peace that she is seeking Now I feel I finally understand it I reached across the table and took his hands in mine I squeezed them and told him, I'm so sorry I'm glad you shared your burden I know it took a lot You know I’ll always be here when you need me Then he smiled at me and squeezed And told me that he knew that And said we'll carry forward It'll be ok We rose and went outside, the day was clear and sunny Breathing in the air we shared a moment As something passed between us we hugged and said goodbye A sense of depth I hadn't really noticed Life is full of pain yet it's also full of promise I held these thoughts together as I wandered in the air credits: I'm on voice, guitar and fretless bass. Co-produced with Fred Gillen Jr. released November 24, 2020

Please try to understand my side of it We've been runnin round and round And there's a hole in my heart I'm achin to know what you see in this As my love for you falls apart But you sit there with your eyes looking forward Never turning to see my response It saddens me it rattles my confidence As we drive down this road to depart I understand you want this for your family But you understand I want the same for mine We've always come to some kind of understanding And I don't want to feel that you're unkind So you sit there with your eyes looking forward Never turning to see my response It rattles me it drains me of confidence As we drive down this road to depart Credits: Just me on voice, guitar and fretless bass. Co-produced with Fred Gillen Jr. released December 11, 2014

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child A long way from home Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone Sometimes I feel like I'm almost gone A long way from home Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child A long way from my home Along way from my home Credits: Just me. Produced with Fred Gillen Jr. released June 8, 2014