LYRICS
Do your roots have the notion
Of how to shake the foundation
When you awake at the new sunrise
One that applies demise of demise tries
Push, push for the thread to be fed
Through the I of the need-all
Let understanding be bred
No matter how long the haul
LYRICS
It’s not the size that matters
Which weighs (ways) more
… a pound of bricks or feathers
It’s not the gift but the thought that counts
Enjoy the thrift as the cost mounts
Waste not want not before it’s bought
Live in peace… no gore
From battles fought
It’s not the gift but the thought that counts
Enjoy the thrift as the cost mounts
It’s not hat size that matters
When all thoughts
… rip, torn… left in tatters
It’s not the gift but the thought that counts
Enjoy the thrift as the cost mounts
Your best is best regardless of the rest
When you give your all
We’re less likely to fall
It’s not the gift but the thought that counts
Enjoy the thrift as the cost mounts
Inspired by the ice bucket challenge. When a friend challenged me to the “ice bucket challenge”, I had mixed feelings. Initially, I was against the way this marketing ploy unfolded. On the other hand, my cousin died shortly after being diagnosed with ALS. Awareness is something I can support. So, I started thinking, “it’s the thought that counts… size doesn’t matter.” Then, I found the smallest bucket I could find, filled it with a cup of water and an ice cube.
LYRICS
Drop the ball. Drop the cup.
It’s the little things that really add up
When you get down to it
Intuit(ion) habit habitat
Once you’re on the ball
It’ll be no mystery at all
At the drop of a hat
If a fat cat sat
Don’t let it hurt a bit
Intuit(ion) habit habitat
Once you are on call
… no quagmire at all
Songwriting and Recording at Brubaker Park in Lancaster County, PA
LYRICS
Do you wonder if it’s too late now
Are you gonna save us somehow
… anyhow… somehow… anyway
Please say you’ll save the day
“Children go on… it’s safe to play”?
Did I miss the final curtain call
Is it over in the all-in-all
Please say we’ll have our say
Tomorrow will follow today
Do you wonder is there time to wonder
Did we stray too far off when we wander
Please shout out, “Hey, hey, hey!”
We’ll all live to see the day
Songwriting and Recording Along the Brandywine Creek
LYRICS
Flex your musical muscle
Shake it! Don’t ever quit
Flex your musical muscle
Play it straight or something special
Flex your musical muscle
Le Freak or do The Hustle
Flex your musical muscle
Smoke, lightning and wind wrestle
Flex your musical muscle
With heart we can surely nestle
Sex or hugs… you’re never too old
For rock n’ roll
Perplex the young with a song
… you’ve sung
Written and recorded in Chester County, Pennsylvania. It is a suicide prevention song inspired by *Cowboy* Dan Willimann. For anyone thinking about committing suicide, I offer you this interpretation of my vision.
LYRICS
I’m wondering (I wonder) how hard
Is the cement really that thick?
I wonder (I’m wondering) how hard
If I’m going to dive through…
… is there a trick
Chorus
A circle of angels singing ’round your head
When the jumper jumps, he makes his own bed
You know it’s really, really gonna smart
Right before you start to stop your heart
Should I go head first
To minimize the pain
Should I go feet first
With or agin’ the grain?
Written and recorded in Chester County, Pennsylvania. It is a suicide prevention song inspired by *Cowboy* Dan Willimann after he jumped from the Chestnut Street parking garage in West Chester, Pennsylvania. For anyone that thinks suicide is the “coward’s way out”… I think not.
You know it’s really, really gonna smart
Right before you start to stop your heart
