November mornings will wash away
The warmth of skin on skin
I wonder if it's already over
Before it even begins

Sun rising over the river bridge
Past strangers who'll never know
We woke together, the radio playing
But it was never our song

The fall, when pillars crash down
Is all I'm hearing now
I know there'll be another summer
That calls me around

I heard that bones when they're ground into dust
Are souls just shedding their clothes
I wish I knew that before giving in
Before I got too close

The fall, when pillars crash down
Is all I'm hearing now
I know there'll be another summer
That calls me around

A ton of feathers is still a ton
So I fly alone
Away from you
Alone
Away from you

The fall, when pillars crash down
Is all I'm hearing now
I know there'll be another summer
That calls me around

There'll Be Another Summer (co-write w/ Carla J. Easton)

When Sam Phillips sold Elvis’ contract in 1955 he used the money to start an all girl radio station in Memphis, TN. Set in a pink, plush studio in the nations’ third Holiday Inn, it was a novelty—but not for long. He hired models, beauty queens, actresses, telephone operators. Some were young mothers who just needed a job. WHER was the first radio station to feature women as more than novelties and sidekicks. The WHER girls were broadcasting pioneers. From 1955 into the mid-1970s they ruled the airwaves with style, wit and imagination. “WHER was the embryo of the egg,” said Sam Phillips. “We broke a barrier. There was nothing like it in the world.”

WHER: 1000 Beautiful Watts, Part 1

Showcasing improvisational works and working song drafts across the spectrum

There'll Be Another Summer (co-write w/ Carla J. Easton)

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