Room

The Bench Beween Us

Waiting to Matter (Still Lost in Time)

He Loves His Beer

Thread in the Seam

He walks with me

The One Who Carry

I Just Think in My Head

Verse 1
He used to chase the mailman, bark at the moon
Now he just sighs in the corner of the room
He feels ashamed, so he doesn’t stare
But folks just meet him with a cold glare

Chorus
No one wants the dog, he’s too slow to play
Smells a little funny, gets in the way
But look in his eyes—there’s a sadness there
Of loyalty, love, and the weight of care

Verse 2
He limps to the door when you come home late
Tail still wagging, though he knows his fate
He’s getting old, can’t control the farts
Maybe it’s the diet—leftover tarts

Bridge
He gives unconditional love and time well spent
Even though he’s got a nasty scent

Verse 3
Then one day she came—an old soul, too
She’d lost her smell, but her heart was true
She saw his ache, his wagging tail
And whispered, “You’re mine, stink and all, without fail”

Chorus (revised)
Someone wants the dog, he’s slow but sweet
Smells a little funny, but love’s complete
Look in their eyes—there’s a kindness there
Two hearts that found what others wouldn’t dare

Man’s Best Friend Just Got a Stinkin’ Rear End

What has the world Become

Founder of SWN (Somewhere We Nest)
I shape songs, fragments, and visual echoes that invite presence—not performance.
My work blends surreal nonsense (Flumbletongue) with quiet ache, slacker humor, and emotional resonance.
Each piece is a nest—some for rest, some for return, some for the ones who hum in silence.
I don’t chase hits. I tune for truth.
Sometimes the jam sticks. Sometimes the signal lands.
Either way, I’m still here.

I Just Think in My Head

SWN

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