On a corner of the streets of any town Stands a man who life forgot, he's goin' down His family wrote him off as crazy many years ago; His friends left him as someone it’s better not to know So the streets took him as one of their own The open streets became his home And he lays his body down, an offering to the ground On the corner of the...Learn More

Have you never felt the shadows eavesdrop from the laurel leaves? Have you never heard the canyon bellow on the morning breeze? Have you never known of the sweet serene Of those that dwell in that never-land of yesterday’s dreams? How the river ran along the canyon ground How the hillsides rang in Technicolor sounds Never would I have known...Learn More