Between The Worlds Of Men

Balance The Cost Of The Soul You Lost With The Dreams You Lightly Sold.

As We Hang Beneath The Heavens, And We Hover Over Hell, Our Hearts Become The Instruments We Learn To Play So Well.

I Don't Really Pay Enough Attention To What Other People Are Doing.

I Love Don Williams Records. And Old Ralph Stanley And Bill Monroe.

The Dogs, And Home, Privacy Is My Constant.