so long, my friend
see you in the end
there'll come a time,
won't be tomorrow
but i hope i see you there, my friend.

mountain road,
california sand,
i'm goin out there with a dream in my hand
hate to go,
seems i'm always up and leaving
but i hope i see your face again

i had a love,
i had a plan,
lost 'em both and now i'm back home again
her name is sweet, and it echoes in the mountain
in the pines like cinnamon
i hope i see her face again

so i say: so long, my love!
and i say: so long, my friend!
i'm headin' south out there on the road again
hate to go,
seems i'm always up and leaving
but i hope i see your face again.

So Long, My Friend

take me back to my mother,
take me back to my home.
oh, i know there ain't no
goin' back from here.
i'm a'dreamin of a' you
my dear.

would you take me back to my father?
take me back to his laughter.
oh, i know there ain't no
goin' back from here.
i'm a' dreamin' of a' you
my dear.

away, far away from my home
dare i pray to a god i've never known?
so they say that each man, well, he must walk alone.
i'm away, far away from my home.

take me back to my first love,
take me back to her arms.
oh i know there ain't no going back from here,
i'm a' dreamin' of a' you, my dear.

lord, would you carry me to the mountain?
if you don't, i will walk on my own.
oh, i know there ain't no going back from here,
i'm a' dreamin' of a' you, my dear.

Untitled No. 1

Isn't It A Pity (george Harrison)

darling, won't you sing me sweet
a picture of the world you see
if i don't know you,
i don't know anything,
i wanna know,
i wanna know you
i wanna know,
i wanna know you

i'll tell you, tell you what i mean,
won't spare no sugar, won't 'a throw no slings
i'd never buy your love with golden rings
i wanna know,
i wanna know you
i wanna know,
i wanna know you

drift by, lonesome day
so many people stopping in my way
i used to shrug off all the things they say,
but i wanna know,
i wanna know you

I'd Never Buy Your Love (I Wanna Know You)

when you go
i will run in the woods
and sing
a song for the good and the dead
you know:
we're all the lonely one.
\
time moves,
you get a-little-too-late
or too soon.
you're in the middle of a strange room
it's the strangest room.
\
think big:
see through the head of the pin
your sin:
you can't see the one that you're with.
we're the one's your with
\
when you go
i will run in the woods
and sing
a song for the good and the dead
you know:
we're all the lonely one.
(DON'T BE LONELY!)

A Song For The Good And The Dead (The Strangest Room)

beautiful soul,
wonderful stranger i know
we work each day
dragging our feet for our pay

deep in your eyes,
i see your sighs and your woes
beautiful soul,
you have a beautiful soul

and i would like to let you know

beautiful soul,
when will your kindness run dry?
could've sworn i'd seen,
the gates of life in your eyes.

it's so hard to find
one not enslaved by the gold
beautiful soul,
you have a  beautiful soul.

and i would like to let you know
and i would like to let you know

beautiful soul,
most people lie to themselves
beautiful soul,
you want no part of their spell.

of the all-too-common dreams and delusions where we dwell.
it's an all-too-common scheme, a confusion that we sell.
we call it heaven, but it's hell for you
we call it heaven but it's hell for you
we call it heaven but it's hell.

Beautiful Soul

i've got no fucking clue
what you want me to do
and if you want it even
who are you?
i've got no fucking clue

i've got no reason why
'cept the look in your eyes
even when you're selling me a thin disguise
i've got the look in your eyes

the world is changing
why do we trade on static truth?
we place the harness
over the ecstatic youth
get your heart 'a broken
by an angel so uncouth
find before you've spoken
that a fool will speak for you
but he ain't got a clue

i met a holy man
and he was clever it's true,
i said that "just because your eyes have learned to mystify
doesn't mean you've got a fucking clue."


i've got no fucking clue
why the sky is so blue
is it the chemicals
or something true?
i've got no fucking clue.

we're making painted pictures of the dancing world
but i've only met one dancer
-----
i'll bang these chaos rhythms
'til my soul can be unfurled
unsing the sideways sirens
blaring at the top of the world

i've got no fucking clue
what the world oughta do
i shot a gun with my grandpa, too
he's got no fucking clue
my generation tells me through and through
they've got no fucking clue
so judge a man by his shoes
you've got no fucking clue
so judge a man by his blues
you've got no fucking clue
just one last thought: who is who?
i've got no fucking clue.

so long, my friend

No Fucking Clue

Young Pine

Take Me Back

Deep Cosmic Blues

In the Aspen Grove

the most important instrument is the one that you don't know how to play.

upcoming shows:

past shows:

philly, PA - december 12th, 2015 - solo-acoustic
w/ port arthur, hanging hills, ocean music
@ house show
https://www.facebook.com/events/146254229070334/

12/26/2015 - bronx, NY - solo-acoustic
@ house show

1/8/2016 - asheville, nc solo-acoustic
@ house show 

1/23/2016 - asheville, nc - solo-acoustic
crow & quill
w/ darien crosley and erica russo

2/19/2016 - asheville, nc - full band
sly grog lounge
w/ brief awakening, nate humphreys + nosedive

March 24, 2016 full-band
@ the spot AVL
w/ mike andersen, robert zachary and natalie jane hill

april 20, 2016 - asheville, nc - Benefit for NORML Asheville -  full-band
@ the block off biltmore
w/ wood madison, stevie lee combs and sparrow & her wingmen

May 21st, 2016 - burnsville, nc - solo-acoustic
@ snaggy mountain
w/ brilliant freaks

june 24th, 2016 - asheville, nc  full-band
@ sly grog
w/ natalie jane hill, master emu, ursa indigo

july 8, 2016 - full-band
@ the crow and quill
w/ stevie lee combs

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