From Broken Alleluia

Could you use another broken alleluia, from a sinner with his back up against the wall?…

from Hymn for a Season

This is my hymn for the season, that time on this earth that I had with you…

from Outrageous Grace

Outrageous grace, violent mercy…

from Scratchin’ the Itch

Did you spend more time lovin’, or scratchin’ the itch?…

from Summer of the Mandolin

We drank our fill from every good, we were strings stretched over wood…

from The Rider

There are no spoils here to load upon the horses, no heroes welcome waiting when you ride back into town…

from the Waterman

Fed my babies, saved my soul, on the back of the Skipjack Chesapeake Rose…