You Once Were Home

A Stranger's Home

A Killer (Or at Least Self-Centered)

Control Freak

Summertime will leave you
Looking out on the past
Wintertime will find you
When you’re down, looking up

Fears in my soul ignite
You and I can be here
In my only other part

Autumn fruit
Will bleed out in a stormy night
Springtime often stutters for a while
At the back of your mind
Then it’s gone
Then it’s gone
Gone

I’m blue as the sea
As the stars
As ice
Fears in my soul ignite you
But I'll have you here
In my only other part
Until I die

Forgive me
You don’t deserve this

Forgive me
You don’t deserve this
I won’t forget my mother’s learnings
I’ll keep you proud now I’m alone
Forgive me
If I take a moment

Forgive me

Dear Heart

Steady Love

All Music & Lyrics by The Dawdler
Produced by Trewin Howard
Artwork by Wolfgang Paradisio & Mark Brown
Akira Records 2022

Lyrics:
Louise is always telling me, get zen
Embrace the spiritual side, feel it

But I just can’t get you
Out my dark dreams

When I drink I don’t do it for anyone
But my inner demon that kicks me

When it’s too late I’ll feel all my terror go

Get Zen

The Trees Are Talking

"Spirits" was written, recorded, and produced by Cujo Moon in Nashville, TN. 

Lyrics:

Without your love 
I’m not much
Sunny days you can take them away 
Make the brightest light feel quite like rain 

And I want to fix 
Everything 
I hate to be the reason
You’re missing 
You’re missing 

We were just fine 
Earlier before my eyes
Left you 
Feeling alone 
How such small things 
Cause so much harm 

And I want to fix 
Everything 
I hate to be the reason
You’re missing 
You’re missing

Last night while we were driving
Escaping the city for some silence
The sun set over the prison
And the deers ran in the distance 
I swear we saw through  
Everything 
Our spirits were free
Even if momentarily
But now we’re missing

Spirits

“The Way Back Home” is a soulful orchestral folk ballad — weary, searching, and beautifully hopeful. With warm baritone vocals over fingerstyle guitar, gentle piano, and subtle strings, it follows the journey of wandering far only to discover the faithful light still guiding you back. Muted trumpet melodies and layered harmonies rise into a triumphant final chorus before settling into peaceful resolution. A prayerful return — grace finding the sailor again.

Lyrics

Verse 1
The salt and wind have carved my face
Lost my way in this endless space
Chasing horizons, turning to grey
Forgot the words I used to pray
My hands are worn, my spirit thin
From the lonely storms I’ve wandered in
A hollow echo in my bones
Made my bed on cobblestones

Chorus
Oh, the harbor lights are burning still
A steady flame on that quiet hill
A patient fire to guide me through
Everything I thought I knew is washed anew
Leave the raging sea behind
For the peace you’ve longed to find

Verse 2
The maps I drew have turned to dust
A compass built on fading trust
I followed whispers on the gales
That only told me empty tales
Now the silence rings so loud
A single face in a faceless crowd
Looking for a landmark sign
A thread to pull, a sacred line

Chorus
Oh, the harbor lights are burning still
A steady flame on that quiet hill
A patient fire to guide me through
Everything I thought I knew is washed anew
Leave the raging sea behind
For the peace you’ve longed to find

Bridge
And every wave that broke my will
I thought I heard You whisper “still…”
“Still I wait, and still I am here”
“Cast away your doubt and fear”
“The heaviest mile is the one back home”
“You don’t have to walk it all alone…”

Chorus
Oh, the harbor lights are burning still
A steady flame on that quiet hill
A patient fire to guide me through
Everything I thought I knew is washed anew
Leave the raging sea behind
For the peace you were made to find

The Way Back Home

(Now We Are) Rust

I'm tired of waiting
How long have I been waiting here?
To hear the sound of your wings
Leaving me

My soul has been breaking
Even though we've been taking time
When I know that your smile
Brightens someone else's day

And I feel
The weight of this life on me
And I feel
The price was too much to pay... This time

Now we are rust
Now we are dust
Now we are lost

I'm telling myself that
Maybe I can turn this page?
Now forever is over
In these silent days

This distance between us
The road that I had to take
Made tomorrow a stranger
And us yesterday

And now I'm
Watching our bridges burn
That we built
On rivers of wasted years

Now we are rust...

Control Freak

Wil Owen