Junk Mail of Life

Rummage Memories

Rummage Memories is about the connection to Grandchildren toys.... Lyrics: Most see a rummage sale as just junk priced at a discount to sell a collection of things that nobody really values anymore Chorus We see these as precious images memories of stories to be told grand kids are too old to play anymore it's time for the stuff to go A truck with a miniature mom and dad driven all over the living room floor six little kids who blared the horn despite being begged to stop kitchen of dishes and plastic food made whatever grandpa ordered With a phone where the child server took the order or said we don't have that A bag of wild animals, plants and rocks as a barrier to the hole-to-china game that took 15 min to set up all up then the battle began for real A too small collection of Lincoln logs hardly allowed anything good to be built 20 pc puzzles too challenging at first too easy when cast away we hope these bring joy like it did for us fun on the floor while on the watch to another grandchild or two just like ours playing on a different floor

A Man Built A House

This is a song about a man who built a house and has a completely different meaning..... Lyrics: A man had a dream for a project all alone he could build a house on his own friends thought him crazy for his choice of fun he might not live to see it done They offered to help or it would take too long but he just smiled , you could be wrong With just his hammer and his trusted saw to erect his project of awe Chorus 1 Be careful to judge a man with a dream he can probably do more than it would seem It doesn't matter how long it might take He's building his castle —- for its own sake He found some land just far enough away big trees to harvest to build his way with research on the trusses and beams. It was easier than what it first seemed. His project was taxing, slow as some feared it took years just to get the forest cleared those who visited just shook their heads talked about how this would end as they said Chorus 2 A man with a plan gets things done as dreamed with every day action, a full head of steam as small as each step that can hardly show his dedication would ——make it grow The man persisted with daily labor of love before you knew it a roof was above The hammer worked perfect to drive nails the saw kept sharp to rip rails. Finale Then one day the sun rose bright and clear folks could see that the finish day was here It had all the features of his visioned plan done by the hammer and saw…. in his hand.

Seeking Silence

This song is about the ultimate escape.... silence. Lyrics: In the hustle bustle of every day when noise is ever present in play Its poetry to find a soundless place and linger in its serene space The hush of dawn is hope for peace stillness of breath allows for release hiss of a whisper offers grace shadow movement makes for space Chorus Silent probes of my brain mutes the chatter mundane seeking silence is my way to gift calm to my day. Promise is created with placid shift, a sleeping child is a gift harmony grows and wisdom improves a mantra that speaks in grooves

Junk Mail of Life

This song is about the obstacles we encounter in life... Lyrics: Everyday living can be simple and free With time to spend as you please What we do most comes with ease It's great just to let it all be Once in a while a set back can hit And disrupt our comfort zone flow And struggle to keep ducks in a row These things can be a real fit Chorus Find a way, find a way to handle of the junk mail of life find a way find a way to handle the junk mail of life Cars that break down and have to be towed People who don't follow the norm Shower water that's barely warm Cheating spouses who hit the road Too many rules, can't get things done No place to park when you are late Buffering streaming on your hot movie date Taxes to pay which are never fun Take a break and give your self space Go to bed early for a solid long sleep Connect with friends you value deep Keep everything in its proper place You cannot control things that show up You can only control your next step Hit the delete button to remove And celebrate the easy clean up

She Is Gone

This song is and ode to and about my mother, Phyllis. Lyrics: She is gone No longer here Just remnant of One who was dear She is lost Stuck In her mind Just a fragment One who was kind Chorus She will leave go to her love where they'll be in heaven above She is loved just so much more to watch her slide hurts to the core She has moved to a new state a holding place until her fate She will leave go to her love where they'll be in heaven above