A tip of the glass to quell the pain Beaten in life, like the falling rain
Inclusion, intrusion, chaotic illusion Hearts break in chaotic confusion
It is a tedious trek, head kept low Keeping to me the things I know Privileged by the color of my skin Privileged by the silence of my sins.
"Clay Pigeons" by Blaze Foley is a great song. Here are the picking patterns for the song. Have fun
Nervous was ol’ silly me As I headed out the door To play guitar and sing And do a little more.
There is a special place between What is known and what is seen It can carry dreams of flight Or be the difference between day and night. Waiting for a job, a house a wife Or slipping into the end of life The Space Between calls us all As we…
Basura Cat is hooked on Candy Crash It’s more addictive than smoking hash...
This morning, Basura Cat woke up with the Rooster Saying, “Huzzah, it’s time for my booster!” It’s been 6 months since she got her 2nd shot She thinks that it has helped her quite a lot.
Life can be so hard, one step taken at a time Hoping that it is the answer one will find Illusion, delusion, recluse and divide The biggest problem is ones’ pride.
Knock me down and color me amazed that anything that I had to say vibrated with others. But then I realized that it's what I've been doing all of my life. Trying to vibrate with others.