Lyrics - Never Ending Grace 

[Verse 1] 
In the pages of my Bible, the truth I see. 
His word matching evidence in perfect harmony. 
The fabric of life, stitched by His hand. 
Patterns emerge, in a tapestry, so grand. 

His grace, a river that washes us pure. 
In accepting the gift, we need nothing more. 

[Chorus] 
Thank God for grace, unearned yet divine. 
When I agree with His promise, salvation is mine. 
Jesus, our Savior, the way, and the light. 
Guiding our souls as our spirits take flight.

 [Verse 2] 
From the depths of our sin, He raised us high. 
With love so profound, it never runs dry, 
In the shadow of the cross, our burdens cease. 
Through the sacrifice He made, we find our peace. 
Historical truth, in His name, we proclaim. 
The path to salvation, forever the same.

 [Chorus] 
Thank God for grace, unearned yet divine. 
When I agree with His promise, salvation is mine. 
Jesus, our Savior, the way, and the light. 
Guiding our souls as our spirits take flight. 

[Chorus Repeats]
 Thank God for grace, unearned yet divine.
 When I agree with His word, salvation is mine. 
Jesus, our Savior, the way, and the light. 
Guiding our souls as our spirits take flight. 

[Outro] 
Endless is His mercy, forever He will reign. 
In the book of life, where you'll find my name.

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Never Ending Grace

[Lyrics] 
Finding The Flame 

[Verse1 ] 
I've been lonely all these years, I can't deny. 
My heart's been aching, my eyes run dry .
 Every night I dream of what I've lost. 
And now, a way to find it no matter the cost. 

Gonna find the flame. that lights my way. 
And now, I'm ready to find it no matter the cost. 
I'm gonna find the flame. that lights my way.
So I can feel alive again, starting today. 

[Chorus] 
I’m searching for that love, the kind that grows and grows, 
And we'll feel it, from my head down to her toes. 
When I feel that magic, I won't let it go. 
In her arms and her touch, I’ll let this love flow. 

[Verse2] 
Looking for that sweetness, got my eyes peeled. 
Just a taste of passion, can’t be concealed . 
With curves that sway, she’s like a song 
When she rocks my world, i know I'm where I belong. 

She’ll take me high, like a summer breeze 
Wrap me up tight, put my heart at ease. 

[Chorus] 
I’m searching for that love, the kind that grows and grows 
And we'll feel it, from my head down to her toes. 
When I feel that magic, I won't let it go .
 In her arms and her touch, I’ll let this love flow. 

[Outro] 
So here I go on this wild quest 
Chasin' that dream, and I’m feeling blessed. 

So did I go on this wild quest? 
Chasin' that dream, and I’m feeling blessed.

Finding the Flame

Finding The Flame

[Lyrics]
Memories of Christmas

[Verse1]
In the glow of Charlie Brown's scraggly pine he called a Christmas tree, 
Bing Crosby croons White Christmas, as hearts are filled with glee.

George Bailey finally realizes, he has a Wonderful Life.
In Bedford Falls, with friends & family, his children and his wife.   
 
[Chorus]
Oh this time each year is filled with fond memories, 
of carolers, and mistle-toe and rockin' 'round those Christmas trees.
Mamas in the kitchen, smell of cookies in the air,. 
Mugs of eggnog lifted high, with holiday cheer we share. 

[Verse2] 
Chestnuts roast on an open fire, Rudolph's nose shines bright, 
Ralphie in his bunny suit, beside the Leg Lamp's light. 

Mariah's on the stage, her confession rings so true.
When she raises her voice with joy and sings, “All I want for Christmas is you.” 

[Chorus]
Oh, this time each year, is filled with fond memories, 
of carolers, mistle-toe and rockin' 'round those Christmas trees.
Mamas in the kitchen, smell of cookies in the air. 
Mugs of eggnog lifted high, with holiday cheer we share. 

[Verse3]
As the Grinches heart grows three sizes bigger, the joy he stole he gives right back, 
Then the Polar Express stops at Billy’s house then heads on up the track. 

The Nutcracker and Carol of the Bells plays as we sit down to eat.  
Then we savor grandma’s pumpkin pie topped with whipped cream so sweet.

[Chorus] 
Oh, this time each year, is filled with fond memories, 
of carolers, mistle-toe and rockin' 'round those Christmas trees.
Mamas in the kitchen, smell of cookies in the air. 
Mugs of eggnog lifted high, with holiday cheer we share. 

[Outro]
Presents are delivered under the tree while everyone’s asleep, 
With tinsel, bows, and ribbon so bright, and memories that we’ll keep.

Memories Of Christmas

Generations of millennials, gen-z'ers and gen-alpha are out there, unable to have simple, face-to-face conversations with others. They're unable to emotionally connect with others and are so wrapped up within their own ego's that they now need "safe spaces" with coloring books and crayons on college campuses. They need "cry rooms" where they can go, just to avoid allowing anyone to see one ounce of emotion from them. Then, with COVID, it seems like this dysfunction spread, and affected other generations, all the way back to baby-boomers. We started working remotely, and got so used to the separation, we don't want to go to our friends houses or to parties anymore. And when people DO finally get together, they're all staring at their phones. We've all become SO DISCONNECTED! This song is about getting back to our face-to-face interactions, parties, dinners with friends and family, at re-learning (or for gen z'ers and gen-alphas, learning for the first time) the ART of conversation and discovering what it means to be empathetic and to love someone other than yourself! 

Lyrics to "Disconnected" 

[Verse 1] 
We used to laugh, under the stars shining bright,. 
Now we’re stuck with screens, missing out on the light. 
Friends at the door, sharing stories and dreams. 
But now it’s just clicks, and lonely routines. 

Let’s break these walls, come back together. 

[Chorus] 
Let’s get back to the roots, face to face. 
Remove all these screens, let’s find our place. 

Building deeper bonds, eye contact and care, 
Let’s bring back the laughter, the love that we share! 

[Verse 2] 
Once we’d gather, with food and good wine. 
Now we’re isolated, lost in the grind. 
A text instead of a hug, a "Like" for a smile. 
We forgot how to connect, it’s been a long while. 

Still we can change, let’s turn it around. 

[Chorus] 
Let’s get back to the roots, face to face.
Remove all these screens, let’s find our place. 

Building deeper bonds, eye contact and care. 
Let’s bring back the laughter, the love that we share! 

[Outro] 
So put down your phone, let’s reconnect. 
In this world of chaos, we’ll find our respect.


Disconnected

[Lyrics]
He's Singing With Angels 

[Verse1] 
In a world where laughter filled the air, 
was a kid at heart, so genuine and rare. 

Cared so much for others, always extending a hand. 
In his quiet way, he would help them take a stand. 

So kind with a heart so wide and true, 
his connections deepened, just a call or a text would do. 

Now he's filled with joy in . . . in a heavenly place. 
With family and friends he loves, in a warm embrace. 

[Chorus] 
With angels he sings melodies so bright. 
In a reunion of hearts, everything feels right. 
The laughter echoes, sweet memories unfurl, 
up in heaven, he's the brightest pearl. 

[Verses2] 
Karaoke nights, his voice a gentle song. 
Making friends smile, where they all belong. 
Now he’s singing with angels and loved beyond measure. 
He's cherished by all of them, a true treasure.  

Forever, ah, ah, ah, ah 

[Chorus] 
With angels, he sings melodies so bright. 
In a reunion of hearts, everything feels right. 
The laughter echoes, sweet memories unfurl, 
up in the sky, he's the brightest pearl. . . . . . . . . . .pearl! 

[Outro] 
He’s found his peace, where love never ends. 
Together with his angels, joy transcends.

He's Singing With Angels

Lyrics 
"From Gamer to Pilot"

 [Verse 1] 
In the glow of the screen at 3AM, 
Josh battled foes, never thought it was the end. 
From late night games to college dreams, 
Now he’s soaring high, or so it seems. 

Oh Josh, you’ve gone so far, 
Reaching for the shining stars! 

[Chorus] 
Josh, you make us proud, oh yes, it’s true, 
From gamer nights to skies so blue. 
In every mission, love and honor stand, 
Forever you’ll be our brave Navy man! 

[Verse 2] 
With Shannon cheering, by his side, 
He took to the skies, full of pride. 
Flying helicopters over the sea, 
Oh how brave and bold he’ll always be. 

Through every storm, you stay bright, 
A hero in your own right! 

[Chorus] 
Josh, you make us proud, oh yes, it’s true, 
From gamer nights to skies so blue. 
In every mission, love and honor stand, 
Forever you’ll be our brave Navy man! 

[Outro] 
Though distance may keep us apart, 
You’ll always be here in my heart.


From Gamer to Pilot

This song is about how I live in a house that feels more like a storage unit than a home. It's so filled up with clutter. There's old technology and broken parts on shelves. Bins of clothes that don't fit anymore. Boxes upon boxes of "things" that I haven't touched in nearly 10 years..  Parts and pieces from projects, as well as entire unfinished projects long forgotten. And of course, furniture that is never going to be used. It is about decorations that we don't use and how we must carefully navigate this clutter like an obstacle course, for fear we'll knock the piles of junk over. This house isn't a home. It has become a storage unit, and I'm rapidly becoming one of it's relics.  And I wish it were just MY stuff, but someone else who lives here has about five times as much "stuff" as me, and hasn't opened some boxes in nearly  20 years. I wish she'd get rid of anything we haven't used in the past 3 years 

[Lyrics] 
House of Forgotten Dreams 

[Verse 1] 
Waking up in a box that's snug and tight, 
Surrounded by memories that barely feel right, 
Old tech and parts, gathering dust on shelves,
 Searching through shadows, trying to find myself. 

In this maze of clutter, I drift and roam, 
It's a house, but it don't feel like home. 

[Chorus]
 It's a storage space, with a heart of its own, 
Filled with echoes of a life I’ve outgrown, 
Navigating memories, dodging the past, 
Searching for meaning, but it’s fading fast.

 [Verse 2] 
Clothes that don’t fit, they whisper in the dark, 
A treasure of dreams, but there’s no spark, 
Unfinished projects haunt me like ghosts, 
Haunted by potential, but now I’m lost. 

Every corner I turn, there’s something to see, 
But the path to my heart’s a broken geography. 

[Chorus] 
It's a storage space, with a heart of its own, 
Filled with echoes of a life I’ve outgrown, 
Navigating memories, dodging the past, 
Searching for meaning, but it’s fading fast. 

[Outro] 
In this cluttered chaos, I’ll find my way, 
Turning dust to diamonds, come what may.

House of Forgotten Dreams

[Lyrics] 
Idiots Like Idioms Like Me

[Verse1] 

I got a bird in my hand, and that bastard is bitin', 
The two in the bush over crumbs they were fightin'.

Then the bush caught fire and those two birds went flyin', 
an' I'm here sucking my thumb so I don’t end up cryin'.

The cart's in front of the horse—it's in Vegas, I swear
While I'm biting the bullet, because life’s just unfair.

[Chorus]
 So I don't count my chickens cause they're all on the grill, 
And I'm burnin' the midnight oil, just to pay my Netflix bill. 

I broke a leg, when I fell off the wagon, 
Ex-wife hit the jackpot, now she’s out braggin’ .

 [Verse2]
I’m out sellin' tickets, to watch as pigs fly, 
Piece of cake, I bite the bullet and I try. 

Straight from the horse's mouth, I'm spillin' the beans
Now they’re on the floor and all over my dreams.
 
Under the weather, feel like kickin' the bucket,
If I land in the casket, I’ll wear a shirt from “Untuck it”.

 [Chorus]
So I don't count my chickens cause they're all on the grill,
And I'm burnin' the midnight oil, just to pay my Netflix bill.

I broke a leg, when I fell off the wagon, 
Ex-wife hit the jackpot, now she’s out braggin’ .

 
[Bridge]
So here's to the birds, pigs, horses, chickens, and the bill.
All dirty animals, plus two more birds with one stone, just for the thrill. 

[Outro]
The moral of the story? There isn’t one, you see, 
'cause if you like idioms, you’re an idiot. . . like me.

The moral of the story?  There isn’t one. . . .
'cause if you like idioms, you’re an idiot. . . like me.

Idiots Like Idioms Like Me

[Lyrics] 
I Found  My Way Back Home

 [Verse 1] 
When I was a young man, dreams were all I knew, 
Chasing cityscapes and neon lights, with skylines in view. 
But the noise soon swallowed me up, pulled me into the mad rush 
Now I find my peace in sun-kissed fields, where there's a quiet hush. 

Time has changed my heart, found what truly shines, 
In the quiet, I hear the whispers of the pines. 

[Chorus] 
Give me the country roads, where the wildflowers grow, 
Where the stars paint the night, and the warm breezes blow. 
No more the city’s pulse, replaced by birds’ singing melodies so sweet, 
In the heart of the country, I’ve found my home, a quiet retreat. 

[Verse2] 
The skyline’s lost its magic, it’s all just shades of grey, 
While the rivers sparkle and call me back each day. 
Those heartless streets feel empty when I pass them by, 
So I'm trading the rush for stillness, under this big blue sky. 

People stop to greet you, how they listen and they care, 
In the arms of nature and beauty beyond compare. 

[Chorus] 
Give me the country roads, where the wildflowers grow, 
Where the stars paint the night, and the warm breezes blow. 
No more the city’s pulse, just the birds’ singing melodies so sweet, 
In the heart of the country, I’ve found my home, a quiet retreat. 

[Outro] 
So here I’ll rest my soul, no longer to roam, 
In nature's arms, near friends and family, 
I've found my way back home.


I Found My Way Back Home

"Architect of His Life" chronicles D.J. as a young boy up to his mid to late 30's.  

From birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese, to his teenage days as a skateboarder and "grinder", to break dancing, and dreams of joining the UFC, to being a rapper -- he has always been super talented and as creative as ever. The most important things to know about him are that he's always had confidence, has always been outgoing, has a HUGE heart, and that he lives life by his own rules; hence the song title, "Architect of His Own Life". 

Who knows what's next for this guy who is just hitting the prime of his life!

[Lyrics]
"Architect of His Own Life"

[Verse 1]
Yo, DJ, marching to the beat, never looked back,
Grinding on the board, he got that attack,
Break dancing in the park, making dreams soar,
Future UFC champ, always craving more.

Skateparks and parties, didn’t need no crown,
In the heart of the grind, DJ never backed down.

[Chorus]
DJ’s the name, creativity flows like a stream,
Confident, outgoing, living the dream,
Architect of life, never falls in line,
Loved to the core, let that spirit shine.

[Verse 2]
Remember times at Chuck E. Cheese, laughter and light,
Cross-country trips, shining stars in the night,
Now a contractor, building his own way,
Raising a son, showing love in every play.

In his late 30's, but a kid at heart,
Life's the canvas, and he's painting the art.

[Chorus]
DJ’s the name, creativity flows like a stream,
Confident, outgoing, living the dream,
Architect of life, never falls in line,
Loved to the core, let that spirit shine.

[Outro]
Through thick and thin, always on his grind,
DJ's the legend, one of a kind.

Architect Of His Life

I'm just creating music with the tools I have at my disposal, hoping the stories I weave will resonate with others. My first country album is called, "Unloading Zone".  But don't pigeon-hole me.  I work in all different genres.

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