March 5, 2015

The Graveyard Near the House

This song almost didn’t make the record. The whole album was done and at the final hour I wanted to add this quiet little acoustic song as a sort of epilogue. People were against it. It was really long and wordy and kind of esoteric at times. I never thought […]
March 5, 2015

True Love

True story: I wrote this song while drunk in an airplane bathroom flying over a summer storm in Kansas. I kept hitting my head on the door when the plane would dip. Something about airplanes makes you think about all the angels falling around your head. If you listen closely […]
March 5, 2015

The Fifth Day

I wrote this song in a 5 day sleepwalk. I stayed up all night on the first one, watching the sun rise over Los Angeles, grabbing a guitar and just twanging out some chords. It became a snowball with strings and weird piano sounds, growing by day 5 into this […]
March 5, 2015


This is yet another song that was not popular among some (like Graveyard, Kids, All for a Woman and Midnight) It had to be fought for. It’s just two people having a conversation. An artist and his muse. A sailor and his siren. She’s making fun of him, he’s granting […]
March 4, 2015

Something You Lost

She’ll never know, when she tells you goodnight, The fear that you hide, as she lays by your side. When you stand, all the faults of a man Etched right in your face, still she lays there in place.   How the warmth of the garden you sowed. Is the […]
March 3, 2015

The Thing About Dreams

The thing about dreams is that everything seems like you’re riding a wave that’s been forming all day in your mind. The thing about time is all in your mind. Days turn to weeks turn to years turn to infinite signs: what you’re leaving behind. And the hell with the […]
March 3, 2015

My Childish Bride

Have you ever seen a map laid flat, four corners pinned back, all the lines and the legend in black, so clear that you feared it was nearly all in your mind? And the phrase that fell from her lips left a rip from the top of your shoulders to […]
March 3, 2015

Hell and Back

I held on as long as I could possibly—my blind faith pushing me to my knees. I felt the warmth of a touch and it made me believe, and I knew it well. I stood at the doorway hoping you might let me in, My head spinning round, my nerves […]
March 3, 2015

Time to be a Man

You’re wide awake tossing and you can’t even sleep, with all these secrets you keep. The way home is so steep. And then it’s midnight, and you feel so alone. You’ve got your radio on. You don’t know if you can face the dawn. And It’s time to be a man. […]