being young’s hard for even a sparrow
even though my path begin to narrow
can my marrow build me up
on wings of my own design?
cause the line a wheelbarrow travels
is like your gut unraveled
and it bears a heavy load
as you walk by
you are just travelin
well, travelin
travelin down the alleys of your mind
travelin, travelin
who knows what you might find
got my good girl comin to see me
she’s good cause lovin her hard is easy
believe me I know she’s headed my way
I have no tongue to speak it
well my eyes can hardly peek it
but I feel her steppin up now at the close of day
she is just travelin
yes, travelin
our end remains the same by some strange means
travelin, travelin
I’ll see you travelin to me in my dreams
Is a man really alive
unless he wants what has no size,
number, color, not even a name?
cause when I was a boy
well, I knew I’d be destroyed
so I’m holdin on now
for when I won’t remain
I’m just travelin
yes, travelin
I’m touchin everything I find in bloom
travelin, travelin
it’s getting dark now, it’s gonna be dawn soon
Lovely, finger-picked acoustic guitar songs that manage to build whole melodic worlds with just a few gentle notes. Bandcamp New & Notable May 21, 2018
Tompkins Square offers newly-recorded material from two guitarists to commemorate their appearance on a 1967 Takoma Records sampler LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2017