Being Lost Is Worth The Being Found.

Melinda Was Mine 'til The Time That I Found Her Holding Jim, Loving Him.

While The Sun God Will May Your Day, Sing As A Song In Search Of A Voice That Is Silent, And The One God Will Make For Your Way.

My Voice Is Unadorned. I Don't Try For Perfection. I Try To Be Honest And Truthful And Soulful With The Voice I Have. If I Make Mistakes In Notes, Or There Are Cracks In Notes, I Don't Fix Them. That's The Way It Is.

But You Make Me Sing Like A Guitar Humming . . .

Be...as A Page That Aches For A Word Which Speaks On A Theme That Is Timeless