I know how to be young
I don't know how to be old

I Don't Know How to be Old

Walk the Line (Johnny Cash Cover)

HENRY!

DORIS

Somebody's Got To

I AND LOVE AND YOU

Ghost (Cover)

Say whatever you wanted to the man in the far room
He sits on his rocking chair hoping on a wing and a prayer
Til he stops on a dime

I own my time
Loan my time
Bone the color of lime, limestone

Crack the door light is shown
Creak on the hardwood floor
All the steps are known light is thrown

Cast shadows
Cast shadows
Cast shadows on

My sacred reason is all that I got
My praises are earnest but the world is not

The world is caught

Like a lump in my throat (caught)
Like a calf in a rope.

Say whatever you wanted to

Lump in My Throat

High Beams

Peace my index and middle
Samuria pocket knife used to whittle
white Birch wood washed up on Plymouth

They know bones.
White bones.

Origami

I will break my silence if in long shadows I know 
dead winter, I know low light

My body Rolls and I shiver treelike cries they echo
on the silence, continental divides

And a crow flies quietly alone

Quietly alone sitting on my own
watching the days fall away

Quietly alone everybody knows
what they can't bear to say

(Trumpet Solo)

Quietly Alone

Running away from the blame it gets old
Following scents I'm an animal
Yes I have fangs
And I have drawn blood
But still I am certain of
My own innocence

Find me a single lion's paw
fed just bread that lions jaw

Running away from the blame it gets old
I notice all 
the pieces tear my claws

Lion's Paw

We don't own this house
We'll be leaving here soon
It's no longer time for us to be here

We'll leave them as we found them
These rooms we made ours
places now for other people
we never met

So long sweet home may
We find another peaceful place to stay

In the room where 
You saw me sobbing
Maybe they'll hang
A fine photograph
Or a sign saying
Welcome to our home sweet home
Sweet home

So long sweet home may
We find another peaceful place to stay

Rental

Living with my parents 
And I'm not embarrassed 
To be in the basement
Sharing space with them

Boomerang
No Loser
Boomerang
No Failure

Humble
Humble

Strive for peace
Strive for peace

Boomerang
No Loser
Boomerang
No Failure

BOOMERANG

Her Daddy was made for drinking whiskey
She was made for singing country songs

Her Momma was a love poem no one wrote no one read
Her Brother was a prophet no one listened to what he said
Daddy was a tragedy in a ballcap and short sleeves

Oh she knowed it so she wrote it in a simple country song

She sang Momma's Roses
Brother's Moses and Daddy
Well he's got the blues

Momma's a flower
Brother knows the hour and Daddy
He's got the blues

She sang Momma's like porcelain
Brother sees four horsemen
and Daddy well he's just got the blues

Oh she knowed it so she wrote it
in a simple country song

Daniel Kunau

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