I've walked down life's narrow alleyways
and cul de sacs alike
And I see the families
and the glowing lights inside
And I've turned to see the horror
Of what we do outside
I pass by but it breaks my heart
You know what they say
windows are the eyeballs of the soul
And those Hallmark holidays,
Well they're just like thought control
So I think to myself sometimes I
wonder if our love
Can stand the chill
And let me tell you, folks, it breaks my heart
And don't it break your heart?
I met somebody on the
road out one night walkin'
And they didn't say a thing,
they just let me go on talkin...
About the tenuous state of compassion,
Bad movies and the rain
And how it all breaks my everloving heart "
I said "I hope someday
to make a perfect work of love
'Stead of cutting my fingers off
to fit inside my glove"
And they stopped me, sayin
"Love ain't a feeling,
it's more like making eggs"
And let me tell you, folks, it broke my heart
John has one of the best bands ever. His songwriting is masterful - heartbreaking and heartbroken. And the riffs are pretty badass. He is a brilliant performer and a great friend. Check him out! The Crux
Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023