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These are some song demos. Thanks for listening!





01 Such Is Life


02 Giraffe


03 Black Eyed Susan


04 Drink Your Tears


05 Let The Dark Come


06 On A Summer's Afternoon


07 Love Hides


08 A Beautiful Day


09 Leave Me Alone


10 I Go To Bed


11 Black-Eyed Susan (Reprise)


12 What Is A Man





7/17/2009








Fire has reached my head.


Only one drink and my head is stuffed with choirs.


The weather of all men is soon storming in my mouth,


and I lay a wreath on the land.





O don't truth have horns and a tiny woeful cry?


And don't its belly sag under a milk-swollen udder?


And don't we stone the pitiful thing and roast it?





Where are the goat trails? Why are they gone?


Were they ever?





O this is the thought - we do not submit,


and that is our downfall. 





-- c.k.