My Singer Songwriter Self Groans Against Time

The years of my life have passed before my eyes like the landscape from my peripheral vision on a train.

And that train hasn’t stayed on the same tracks the whole time either.

I’m not an “old” man, but…

I’m not a “young” man.

I’m just a words and music guy who wishes there were 48 hours in each day for time at the keyboards with my voice at the ready.

Stay tuned,