brilliant, Mike! So astute in your observations and vocal delivery! Had to smile at these lines...my fav was "Not my priest He’s not a believer,"  and on you go from there...love it!...loved the high school improv reference and the pause and shot...word! :)

Awesome. I would call that “post-punk punk”. :-)

this is really great, like it very much... :)

TALK TO JESUS
music and lyrics by Mike Krath

I need someone to talk to,
Someone who hears what I say
Someone who listens when I speak
But who, who?


Not my mother,
She’s too busy,
Not my friends,
Only think of themselves
Not my cat,
She’s too lazy,
Not my father,
He is never around. 

Who, who do I go to?
Who, who do I go to?
Who, who do I go to?


Not my priest
He’s not a believer,
Not my brother,
He’s not always there,
Not my dog,
He doesn’t come when I call him,
Not my stylist,
He doesn’t know how to cut hair


Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down
Need to lay down,
My soul. 

Lay it all down
Lay my soul down. 
Need to lay it all down
But who?
Who do I talk to?
8 billion people in this world
No one to talk to?
No one?
But…


Not my teacher,
He’s too academic
Not my sister,
She’s never off her phone,
Not my counselor 
He doesn’t know my name,
Not my coach
He never lets me play


Oh God,
Who do I call?
Who do I call
When no one listens?

I don’t want my life
To be a high school improv
A high school improv that 
Ends in (sound of gunfire)

Listen
Listen when I call
Who started this mess?
I didn’t ask to be here
I didn’t ask to be born

Give me someone to listen
Give me someone who understands me. 

Lay it down
Lay it down
Lay my soul down. 
Lay it…

Talk To Jesus

I'm a keyboardist with a love for layering sounds to create ambient, ethereal atmospheres and composing simple piano pieces to embellish. I love all genres of music, and find myself composing different types depending on my mood of the day.

I’ve never had formal training. As a teen, my parents wouldn’t let a piano in our house in Egypt, so I studied piece-meal at friends’ homes. When I got to college, I learned by going to university piano practice rooms. In my 40’s, I met my birth-mom who turned out to be a child prodigy, winning a Van Cliburn competition by playing Rachmaninoff at age 11. Most of what I play today, I learned from the techniques she taught me. 

I’m an American who has lived abroad for a good part of my life in Egypt, Turkey, Japan, South Korea, Saudi Arabia, Italy, Taiwan, and now back to Texas.

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