Mourning

wrote this the other night.... reminds me of home
here's the lyrics

He rode off on a 4-wheeler with an ounce tucked in his hoody
Red Sox tat with the hat to match
That's a Cowboy In New Hampshire
That's a Cowboy in New Hampshire

Now him and the boys will get blackout drunk
'round a fire in these north woods
Bills stackin' up and the paper's low 
but they'll leave that til' the morning
Yeah he'll leave that til' the morning

Buddy got some Percocets
a 30 on the table
Demons tryna body jump
Pray Jesus in the way though
Pray Jesus in the way though

Now Mama's in the front yard crying "I forsake baby"
Can't sit around and watch him die 
So I forsake my baby
yea I forsake my baby


Thanks for listening y'all

Cowboy In New Hampshire

In The Woods (live recording)

a tune about a place I've known well.  here's the lyrics

These long cold winters always seem
to make all my friends cars smell like weed 
Lately, we ain’t got much to do 
The sun sets early, so we’re singing to the moon 

was hoping we could spend a little time
this dimly lit living room seems fine 
Though i was hoping we would be alone 
Nothing says romance like cheap beer and acetone 

Our friends are in the bathroom snorting pills
You hold my gaze, and lo, my heart stood still 
I’d look away, if not for fear 
That when i turn back, my love would disappear

One sweet kiss in this forsaken town
Forgotten, as the snow keeps comin’ down
We’d talk for hours and sing a song or two
The sun sets early, so we’re singing to the moon

My la la lungs filled up with marijuana smoke 
and my heart no longer seems so blue 
the snow oh oh won’t stop falling dear 
and i can’t stop myself from falling for you

Cheap Beer And Acetone (demo)

here's a demo version of an original 

 "The Way (I'm Nothing, Babe)"

Tomorrow when we go 
and leave this valley we’ve called home
all covered in ice and snow 
Don’t look at me as I overflow with tears 

That deserts been callin you and me 
first we’ll stop at the lone prairie
and this mirror we see so dimly 
we’ll soon see with clarity my dear 

if i had prophetic powers
and could move any mountain out my way
if i was a god damn angel 
without love, i’d fade away


We might not know the way 
but here, Im 'fraid we cannot stay
and like prophecies, we too shall pass away
But Love never dies my dear 

Take my hand and take my heart 
but leave my soul, in case we part 
if i could speak in the tongues of angels 
without Love, i’m nothing babe

without Love, i’d fade to gray 
without your Love, i’m nothing babe

The Way (I'm Nothing, Babe)

dopesick

Underneath a mountain
in an Appalachian town  
where sunshine ain’t around much anyway

My daddy was a miner 
and i’m miners son 
still working here since the year 19 hundred 'n 31

the day i hurt my back
while swinging this pick axe 
was the same day that i met the devil dear

and i ain’t been the same 
since those pills took all my pain 
then everything i’ve ever loved and poured it down the drain

i hope 
your profit margins show
you something worth these bodies piling high 

and i hope 
your death will come soon 
then soon you’ll have to answer for your crimes

you've lied and ya cheated 
and that’s the least of all your sins
hiding behind lawyers
and slow bureaucratic pens 

now there’s lives lost
you ain’t answering calls 
boy you better not show your face ‘round these here parts at all

got the judge in his pocket 
and it’s FDA approved 
if you got a suit and a serpents tongue

got the doctors slingin’ pills 
giving everyone the blues 
but the TV said they’re safe 
and the TVs always true 

i hope 
your profit margins show
you something worth these bodies piling high 

and i hope 
your death will come soon 
then soon you’ll have to answer for your crimes


so doctor gimme pills 
that i no longer need
'fraid it’s now the only way i know 

killing off my time 
my body and my mind
was the son of a miner 
in a long forsaken life

dopesick (demo)

June

Cover of John Moreland’s “Hang Me In The Tulsa County Stars”. I was busking in the streets of Portland, Maine, and recorded this audio. Thanks again to everyone who was there listening!

Hang Me In The Tulsa County Stars (Live from Exhange St)

Desperation that takes its time (I didn't miss you all at once)

Hours Festival 2017 Submission
A response to a collection of poetry called "Twilight at Dawn"

Hours Festival 2017

Desperation

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June

Brock Stephen

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