Pivot Foot

Archives (test bounce, unmastered)

Air Of Regret

Clear Path Foul

Misery (Beatles Cover)

The engine idles, three house down.
His front door opens, he's on his way.
Two eager smiles; it feels so dangerous.
He sneaks you in, under the cover of darkness.
Well, tell me baby it ain't true.
I saw this coming, you know I know, it's all my fault.
Well, how could I just take the truth with a grain of salt?
It's never an easy thing to do,
bearing the burden of proof.
I just can feel it, it stings like hell.
Somethings been eating, away at you.
The absence of evidence, is not the evidence of absence,
and you're withholding evidence.
I saw this coming, you know I know, it's all my fault.
But how could I just, take the truth, with a grain of salt.
All the years I, stood upon, ceremony,
Now I'll never, beg you love, on bended knee.
It's never an easy to do, bearing the burden of proof.
If I am alone, I'll spend my time, sitting by the telephone.
And I'll rest my head, on the carpet, like a lonely old despot
and I'll think of you, and what you did, and how I cannot forgive.

Curiat Mariah - The Burden Of Proof (Acoustic Demo)

Hallelujah verse acapella, vocal practice featuring Baby David

A raw recording of a song I wrote, the song is loose, not being integrated in any band at the moment. I'll keep it C-DUB until I figure out what to do with it. 

Muscle Memory (Embrace)

Carry Me Out The Bar

One verse. In between wanting to finish this song, or abandoning it altogether. 

Changing Winds

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