I Am An Expert Witness Because I

I Think My First Instrument Was A Ukulele That They Gave Me. I Used To Know How To Play That Pretty Well.

To Want What I Have, To Take What I'm Given With Grace. For This I Pray.

For Every Moment Of Joy Every Hour Of Fear For Every Winding Road That Brought Me Here For Every Breath, For Every Day Of Living This Is My Thanksgiving

Between Each Album I Try To Gain A New Insight That I Didn't Have Before And Perhaps Write A Song About Something That I've Written About Before, But From A Fresh Viewpoint.

An Angry Man Can Only Get So Far Until He Reconciles The Way He Thinks.