Well you were a dancer, I was a rag / The song in my head, well was all that I had / Hope was a letter I never could send / Love was a country we couldn’t defend / And through the carnival we watch them go round and round / All we knew of […]

This house / She’s holding secrets / I got my change behind the bed / In a coffee can / I throw my nickels in / Just incase I have to leave / And I will go if you ask me to / I will stay if you dare / And if I go I’m […]

So I’m sittin’ by my lonesome in the light / I’m sittin’ by my lonesome in the light / I don’t know what I see, that light plays tricks on me / I’m sittin’ by my lonesome in the light (Gregory Alan Isakov)