Copyright 2021 Dom DiNardo and Matthew Alan Rowe

I am spinning round inside the great forever
Knowing nothing, going nowhere, too.
But I’m thinking of your face — a brighter place and how it does me good.
I am sailing on a sea — no destination.
All seems lost until I think of you.

It was cold that night when I thought I’d die without your love.
And its your name I cry as I drop the veil of tears over my bloodshot eyes.

I walk in silence as I fast approach a stranger.
He’s knowing something, going somewhere, too.
Says he’s headed for a space — a brighter place that’ll surely do me good.
I feel at peace — relief— above all certain danger,
Totally consumed by thoughts of you.
Then he says “She’s gone, man. No sense, sorrow. Comfort, follow me, yeah.”

It was cold that night when I thought I’d die without your love.
And its your name I cry as I drop the veil of tears over my bloodshot eyes.

It’s still cold at night, but I’m satisfied without your love.
And its your name I sigh as I brush the stinging dust from my smiling eyes.

To The Bone

Copyright 2021 Dom DiNardo and Matt Rowe

You were first born of desire, but in my heart lifted higher!
And though you're yet to exist, I know you're why I persist.
I hope someday I'll get to hold your hand!

Now a heart beats close to mine, and you're growing deep inside.
And now I know you exist!

Now you've reached the brave new world, and we'll help you over the hurdles.
And now I get to hold your hand.
And now I get to understand on both of us our lives depend.

Brave New World -- Congratulations to Dom and Melissa and Evee!!!

IT'S NOT THE COUNTRY ANYMORE

Live one take in response to Bob Dylan's poem 'Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie'. I called it "Last Thoughts" as a tribute, in fact my silly naive highschooler butt didn't even put together that he wrote "Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie" when Woody was in the hospital. You'd think the title would have clued me in but either way I was and probably still am that dense, and either way hope there'll never be any last anythings for Bob with all the good stuff.  Wishing him good health Mister Dylan, and strength. 

This song is kind of about reaching in the dark, finding strength in the words of strangers lighting the path a little further down the road.

Last Thoughts on Bob Dylan

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Copyright 2019 Dominic DiNardo and Matthew Alan Rowe

What the son is taught:

“Life's an arena where one's soul is tested.
Must keep a daily audit of one's soul's state of grace.
If Heaven's near at hand, Hell's even handier!
Must give a daily prayer for all at stake.”

Son: And I said “Oh, yeah!”
Parent: “Keep your guard up, son! Never trust no one!”
Son: And I said “Oh, yeah!”
Parent: “Keep your mouth shut, son! You ain't The Chosen One!”

What the son is taught:

“Life's a procedure where one's skills are tested.
Must keep a daily schedule of all the things to take place.
If destitution's at hand, a gun's even handier!
Must play the cards we're dealt and do what it takes.”

Son: “Oh, I had a vision!!! Now, I'm a man on a mission!!!”

What the son is taught:

“Life's a battlefield where all wills are tested.
Must keep control of all the pieces that come into play.
If a threat's at hand, an attack's even handier!
Must maintain control and keep all the others in place.”

Son: And I said “Oh, yeah!”
Parent: “Keep your guard up, son! Never trust no one!”
Son: And I said “Oh, yeah!”
Parent: “Keep your mouth shut, son! You ain't The Chosen One!”

What the son finally realizes:

“Life's an enigma where all fools are bested.
Must take a foolish mind to think it's made sense of this place.
If the truth’s readily at hand, a fool's even handier!
(We) must find the proof, ourselves, or prove it's a fake.”

Son: “Oh, Revelation!!! Oh, is obfuscation!!!”

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