Cowlick Maybe Done? Lyrics & Chords By Bryn Bowen

This wicked ole line? @ 32: holding out blindly & barely true. I see my kind (slow me down). Can I keep this buzz around? She waved me in. You see, confessions'd been...read more

It's the twilight hour. As the sun goes down, I see a flatbed Ford with a scrapyard load rattle off through town. The railroad crossing lights flash on--- there ain't...read more

there's so many ghosts out there on these streets I always hate to ponder who's under those sheets every little thing is temporary if I stay here any longer I'll end up very very...read more

this is the story of the kids called the crabs they used to loiter on the corner up on jefferson ave they're always chanting on their mantra, you only get what you grab and...read more

Now, don't you feel bad that I forgot your name? I keep your face on a daisychain, This way I keep you close, And blue sky blue ... And whenever I want, ...read more