Misc Info

I have had a pretty adventurous life up to this point. Many injuries, sports fun, great stories of friends, sadness, loss, luck, and have tried many things. Some I have failed at and some I did ok. My favorite success was in my early 20's (back in the 1990's) I was fortunate enough to be able to sing for a heavy metal band in south Alabama. My friends and I had a good time and had a lot of adventures along the way. Why does this matter? Well, I love to write. Stories, poems, and songs. Now I have done a lot of growing up and changing since those days. But I still listen to the music, keep up with current trends, and do many solo concerts in my truck while I am driving =) so here is a little ditty that I wrote about a year ago when I was feeling frustrated because a dear friend of mine took his life after the PTSD of war in the Middle East. I was angry because he wanted help, and his superiors didn't listen. So this was my frustration...

Blood And Sand

(Spoken)I feel so alive as I tighten the grip and the light escapes your eyes

(1)

 You bury the truth behind faith and greed

You justify war that will never be free

You shackle the poor as the ignorant fall

While counting deposits you stole from us all

(2)

The choice has been made on the day we were born

To fight and survive or submit and be torn

[I need to know….]

When you close your eyes do the flames caress your neck?

Are there pleas for redemption or signs of regret?

(3)

[I- see- the]

face of a friend with a demon inside

You promise us dreams wrapped up tight in a lie

The enemy closer than we even know

The cameras are rolling so on with the show.

(chorus)

Over and over again, the price of a man nothing more than blood and sand

AhhHHHhhHHh I feel so alive, as I tighten my grip and the light fades from your eyes.

(break down)

[How- do –you-] discount the lives, dispatch the lies, mow down the innocent without reprise

Overlook pain, the crimson stain, put the gun in your mouth let me imprint my name!

(chorus 2)

OH, over and over again, the price of a life nothing more than blood and sand

AhhHHhhHH I feel so alive as I tighten my grip till the blood pours from your eyes

Over and over again, the extinction of man buried under oil and sand

The smile I can’t hide as I tighten my grip and the life drains from your eyes

[Repeat/variation]