dark song we wrote together on our honeymoon.

Cigarettes and Coffee

song i wrote while struggling with doubt.

one take of all tracks, as always.

I Believe

I lived in a small town
For my first eighteen years
Then I jumped someone’s coattails
And somehow wound up here

I thought I knew best
I thought I knew it all
I thought I knew you well
On all counts I was wrong 

I’m still learning 

I spent time in Nashville
But there wasn’t much to see
So I drove on to Birmingham
And found it much like me

Dated and depressed
Like the economy
But there’s still beauty from time to time
To light up the magic city

I’m still moving

There is too much to do
And too much I want to be
Can’t no one town hold all
There is to me

I found love in Alabama
I found love in Florida
I found heartbreak
All over the I-65 corridor



I’ve got busted gaskets
Known to put all my eggs in one basket
Need help but don’t know how to ask it
But I’m doing fine

I’m still standing

Still

reverb addict.

everything is a work in progress. all of these are demos unless otherwise noted. we work when we have time. 

Alabama Standstill