The sun rises when you’re not looking 
And I’m watching each step you’re taking
Do not throw out the best gift that I gave you
Each day my love for you, shines through

My ways for you are roads not taken
My love for you is unmistaken
Do not shrink back and hide out in your old life
Each day the debt of love, comes due 

You’re not given a fearing spirit
Nor weakened hatred or self abandon
Do not give up you are a work in progress
Each day the chisel carves, some more

The sun of course

Here we go again
Broken without rival
Lost in thoughts and sin
Just banking on survival

Armor laid aside 
Dancing with the devil
And he’s stepping on my feet
And I cannot tell the tale he’s told

And if you love me on the road
We’ll have no home to wreck
We’ll have no debts come due
We’ll have no place to lie about

The world is as it is
What comes after: what will be
I’m not sure if either one 
Has a thing to do with me

I can’t hide out in refrains
I can’t speak the truth in verse 
Still in listening through the dark
Hear the song that breaks the curse

The Curse

Only Want You

It's The Feeling

running the rain

The Holy Spirit gives us the strength to witness, to serve, to move, but ultimately: He gives the means by which we flee our own personal Sodoms and Gomorrahs. I fell in love with the cello while recording this song and found that hitting rewind and trying again made up for my lack of ability. This is also my first 'song' song where I employed more of a looping ethic to the recording process. I'm excited to share this and excited to make more like it. Thank you for listening. May you be blessed.



Come oh Holy Spirit come come come
Make my feet like wind my face like flint
Temper me in fires I would not choose
Conquer my desires for they must lose

Come oh Holy Spirit come come come
Make my feet like wind my face like flint
Do not recommend, reduce and rule
I deserve the recompense of fools

You have come to fill and you've come to kill me off
I do not deserve and this skin won't serve me well enough

Come oh Holy Spirit come come come
Make my feet like wind my face like flint
Give my eyes horizons they can’t see
Give my feet the bravery to flee

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Come O Holy Spirit

Climbing Out The Hot Valley

Boogie

Fragmented

Accidental Fate

Blessed are the riches forfeit,
Those who've had pockets turned, 
Stripped down of all their stolen bread,
Given a wage unearned.

Blessed are the hopeless sinners,
Those spirits poor and down,
Blessed are the exiles wandering,
That kingdoms might be found.

Blessed are the weeping children,
A mother's arms they'll find,
Singing the song of neediness,
And never left behind.

Blessed are the bitter lonely,
With none to make their peace,
Given a family, name and home,
With blood to sign the lease.

The Curse

J.J. LaTourelle

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