I am getting very little sleep, and this is the result.

Space Disco

My son won't calm down. Calm down, Wyatt.

Calm Down, Wyatt

This is what it sounds like when your TV shows you a fly-by of a golf hole. 

Golf Tournament Chopper Fly-By

Together we roll out to fight
To break it all apart
The pieces come crashing down

Hostile bitter feelings will bring a man down
Burn him to the ground

All that I've learned of patience
When to back down, when I should take a stand
I say right now

Tonight we dine on the debt that defines us
Break the fall
Or watch them burn

Evil empire, I want to take you down
For so long I have been plotting my revenge (oh yeah!)
Evil empire, I worry about you so

Going to burn you down
I say right now

Music © 2012 Andrew Kidd/Cody Coates
Lyrics © 2015 Cody Coates

Hard Earned Win

I wrote this song after going on anti depressants many years ago. I am no longer on them, and have definitely sorted through my issues (mainly, a head injury that cause me to medicate in the first place).

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