Stop Writing Songs Lyrics & Chords By Jeff Caudill

being joan crawford at 21 was easy living in new haven in 1925 was simple and kind like you and me at the start it's right and bright at the top but the rook's not to...read more

A chance to breathe... Everyone breathe. The news is hard, the days are long, and still we breathe. Everybody on the border towns, your radios, your northern sounds:...read more

nose on the glass hours pass in the back of the only store still open in the city white flecks of light from the fish flashing by and you answer with your mouth hung open...read more

i stole it from your pocket and then i left without a sound. i put it in a locket and then i put it in the ground, because we both know that no evidence can be found. i placed...read more

What is this old box I'm living in? What is this old life I'm holding on? I could live in a shell and never know no hell But I can't live in a world like that ...read more