Rehearsal Lyrics & Chords By Brian Owen

Once again you practice telling me you won't feel clean 'til we're washed up, Posing with debris the ebb tide on the sea of love has left tossed up. And still you...read more

It's priceless when you say you have to work late When we both know you're at a motel But here's the thing that's so much more depressing Than the infidelity itself: Darling,...read more

Born in 1900, not enough shoes to go around Warsaw for Ellis Island, Massachusetts bound Just a horn and a suitcase, not a hair on his face They told him when he landed that he'd...read more