An original song 

Lyrics:
Prairie Saints
Call me the joker, van by the river, waste of potential, lone and left alone
Call her the killer, black fade thriller, no going near her, boy she’d eat you whole
Oh and damn that’s the man, run while you can, I haven’t dealt with him before

Prairie Saints, the dirty dozen in the backroom
I’m in something of a pinch, a squeeze, a blitz, a proper brawl
And 12 cold blades.. Dance like wind throughout the meadow 
Plain and simple cuts deep, deep, deep through modern ways
Showing Cheyanne Strength 
Showing Cheyanne Strength
Showing Cheyanne Strength
Cold-cut native law

Hush baby hush baby live your point of view
To hell with his thoughts, with his words, and with his truths
Call me the rabbit, creature of habit, never dealt with me before

Prairie Saints, the dirty dozen in the backroom
I’m in something of a pinch, a squeeze, a blitz, a proper brawl
And 12 cold blades.. Dance like wind throughout the meadow 
Plain and simple cuts deep, deep, deep through modern ways
Showing Cheyanne Strength 
Showing Cheyanne Strength
Showing Cheyanne Strength
Cold-cut native law

Prairie Saints

This is a song I wrote about living in my tiny 600 sq ft apartment, but ultimately it's a song about hope

How To Live In 600 Sq Ft

A song I wrote about following your internal compass. Trust yourself, only you know the context of your life

My Old Heartbeat

Recorded all by myself with a single microphone and my terrible recording abilities. So apologies if the quality could be better. I'm still happy about it

Bless Your Bones

A song about pursuing your dreams and realizing those dreams are way harder than you thought. But hard times make strong people and that's just fine

Last To Know

This is a story I wrote about someone putting themselves into the wrong place at the wrong time

The song is about coming to terms with things that just aren’t meant to be. The song came to me from my hospital bed after my girlfriend broke up with me while I was there.  Funny story, she thought I had been ghosting her while I was actually on life support after being hit by a car.…at first it was hard, but then I realized we both deserved a relationship that was a genuine source of happiness.  It’s best if you can recognize that sooner rather than later, but at least there’s always a song to be found from the hard times.

Then Maybe Better Than Later

Lyrics:
You’ll never make the drive
Just like to test my pride and see me falter
When you’re gone I’ll be alright 

If I’m not it let’s make this easy
If I’m not it please learn to leave me
Just Go

Stop saying we’re the same
I wouldn’t make you mine and leave you sinking 
Give it up and pull me out

If I’m not it let’s make this easy
If I’m not it please learn to leave me
Just Go

Show matter over mind 
When they got no place but you keep their shadow
Imma choose to close that door 

If I’m not it let’s make this easy
If I’m not it please learn to leave me

So it seems your logic’s backwards I’m not wrong, you’re wrong for me
When short is sweet don’t offer retribution, hear my words the last you’ll need

Just go, your logic’s backwards I’m not wrong, you’re wrong for me
Just go, don’t offer retribution, hear my words the last you’ll need

If I’m not it let’s make this easy
If I’m not it please learn to leave me
We could struggle for another day, find different ways to hurt the same
But if I’m not it please learn to leave me 
If I’m not it let’s make this easy
If I’m not it please learn to leave me

Just Go

It's a song about swingers

Lyrics:
Like I don’t mind.. your lips on another guy
Though I let it slide.. ‘Cause’a who I’m with’a she don’t know you’re mine
In every way I’m still yours.. And you’ll have me by the night
But then again he should know.. Who’s really by your side

And wanting too much ain’t our problem, woah it’s not the first or the last time
Don’t think I’m the one that’ll stop you. 
Let’s just park it down and turn it around

Then shimmy on outta that get me on into you
We got our own radio  It still plays the only songs we know 
We flex through our feel-good make-up, yup
We’re just like that old radio, we still dance the only dance we know 

Lord knows its time.. And if we sin we oughta sin all night
Imagine my surprise: your steps, our keys, his voice, my heartbeat spiked a sudden BPM
In every way I’m still yours.. And you’ll have me by the night 
But then again she should know.. Who’s really by my side

And wanting too much ain’t our problem, woah it’s not the first or the last time
Don’t think I’m the one that’ll stop you. 
Let’s just park it down and turn it around

Then shimmy on outta that get me on into you
We got our own radio  It still plays the only songs we know 
We flex through our feel-good make-up, yup
We’re just like that old radio, we still dance the only dance we know 
Yeah we still dance the only dance we know 
Yeah we dance the only dance we know

Our Radio

This song is about listening to your heart and using it as a compass to guide you though life. All the advice out there these days can be so conflicting at times. The reality is that no one’s journey will ever be the same as another’s. Your heart always speaks the truth though—it’ll sink when you’re aimed in the wrong direction and it’ll thump when you find the person or path you’re meant to embrace. Listen to others’ words of wisdom, but always let your heart have the final say.

Charlie Mudd