“I’m Banking Everything On Love”
I have a lot of religion in my background, but after many decades, the push and pull of love and threats finally wore thin. I think anything people do authentically has to be motivated by love, and not by fear or manipulation. This song is the declaration that I am going with this now pretty much no matter how it scares or infuriates people.

“The Ant Song”
I think I just had to write a song around the locust verse… locusts have no king… but they all move together from some beautiful inner sense. Exactly.

“The Drip Song”
We were on tour somewhere up in Wyoming, heading north on the freeway, and the heavens opened and it just poured. Being on the road does interesting things to the mind… you are off somewhere with a restful sensory depravation — I pulled out a notepad and wrote a song about the water cycle, from the point of view of a drip.

It was insanely hard to record. It had to be done live, all or nothing. I failed 4 times…started to lock up. Don gave me some port, and I nailed it. :-)

“She’s My Friend”
Oh, don’t take this one too seriously… I guess all friends need a break at some point. Some friends really support each other, and some friends, well, don’t. If it gets too bad, you need to take a break.

“A Stone So Huge”
I wasn’t sure at first but I’ve thought it through a long time now and yep, as far as I can see, God really can’t create “love”. He can only extend himself and hope for the return. This makes love something extraordinary in this universe. I still haven’t figured it all out.

“Tall White Horse”
I did have a white horse, Serafina, who I never could ride because she was crippled from being kept in a stall nearly all her life. I enjoyed letting her wander. She could have left our place but she never did. She greeted us in the driveway. The north wind did blow through her exceptionally long mane. This song is about coming to see my joys and sorrows as all of a piece, of taking the time to sort through relationships that probably should not have much access, of allowing oneself permission to guard one’s castle. You know… it’s about having been around for awhile and starting to get the idea about how things works.

“The Hell Song”
I just got to a point where it looked a bit too convenient to name a place where everyone goes that doesn’t think like you. After traveling a lot, I saw that the requirements for avoiding this place seemed to have various nuances. Oh dear Lord no… this is one subject that cannot have nuances if it is real. Hell is the source of fear and manipulation in many religions… and that is too suspicious for me. It took awhile to reorient myself — I even went through a brief but terrible gauntlet of fear that I would go there because I stopped believing in it. But that was the past. It is a wonderful thing to be free of…life is on the other side of this belief.

“GoD and DoG”
My claim to fame I guess. :-)