The Edge of Nowhere
In process of recording an EP of four of the songs I have written.
When I found you
One of these mornings, lost inside myself
Thoughts are drifting, remembering how it fe…..lt
That moment's elation, the sweetness of your smile
Your eyes, your spark, your style,
And who'd have believed that it would last
Through all of these decades past
I'm so glad that I found y…ou
So glad that I found you
Anticipation, of seeing you again
Exultation, that you felt, the sa…me
Times together, filled up with such bliss
Your glance, your touch, your kiss
And who 'd have believed that it would last
Through all of these decades past
I'm so glad that I found y…ou
So glad that I found you
I Don't care about Mississippi
I don't care about Mississippi
She's verdant green, but tinged with black
She would be oh so easy to leave, and there ain't no goin' back
Echoes of that tragic history, those sinister shapes that hung, from trees
So I don't care about Mississippi
No I don't care at all
I don't care about Mississippi
All that history so hard to bear
Those sins we got to wear
Gonna go up to the land of cold
Where sins are buried so no one knows
Gifts of smallpox blankets, children ripped from mother's arms,
Schools of guilt and shame, didn't mean them any harm
So I don't care about that history
No I don't care at all
I don't care about that history
Makes it easier to pretend
That we're not as bad as them
So, I don't care at all
Broken
Your future at the edge of nowhere
You hold a dream that you can share
Nothing much, but trees and sand
Unyielding, but cleared by hand
Endless rocks and roots recede
You till the soil and plant the seed
Bro…o….ken
You tried to keep the upper hand
In your struggle not to quit the land
This battle leaves a broken man
Bro…o….ken
Your res-olution's oh so str-ong
But you can on-ly carry on so long
Years of toil, that sap the will
A promise that, goes unfulfilled
The endless chasm of despair
Becomes too much for one to bear
Bro…o….ken
You tried to keep the upper hand
In your struggle not to quit the land
This battle leaves a broken man
Bro…o….ken
Though tragedy defined you
So I only knew you from afar
It's just a barrier to be chipped away
To remember who you are
Bro…o….ken
Bro…o….ken
Sherry's Song
Once in a life it happens
A seed that's sown in Spring
Can give life its meaning
A promise only love can bring
When leaves have turned from green
To their vibrant gold and red
Their beauty only deepens
With more loveliness ahead
Don't mind getting old
When I have you to hold
No use clinging to the past
Cause good things always last
Two souls forever one
Two oaks with roots entwined
Two lives with one purpose
Grown together for all time
Don't mind getting old
When I have you to hold
No use clinging to the past
Cause good things always last
No use clinging to the past
Cause good things always last