This is Me

This is me
With all my insecurities, doubts, and fears
I am human
I am fallible, far from perfect
I have made many mistakes



If I could change one thing
It would not be you..


Robert
2013

The Lyrics

"We were writing and he had a list of lines and titles and all that shit that most people carry around. I was going through it and I hit on this line that said, 'My favorite picture of you.' I turned in my chair and it was right there in front of me. The lyrics just poured out because all it boiled down to was describing the picture."

Guy Clark


Thank you T

Much Love and Peace

Robert
2015

Smith Island Cake

His son came home from Afghanistan
On the day he was ready to leave
They danced and they laughed
He was happy not alone and was free

He was driving to Nashville from the DMV
With snow on the ground that he hates
The little wagon had new tires and oil
He made it to Front Royal by 8

A guitar a suitcase and a cooler of beer
A Smith Island cake sliding in the rear
His heart on his shirt sleeve and his ass in a sling
He was coming to Nashville to sing

A credit card for gas his room was a church
He questioned his decision about the beer
It was a smoke free campus the sign read
Oh great now his cigarettes were dead

Lydia was sweet with a beautiful home
He met Amy and some very nice folks
He drove to the party with Mary's new songs
But back at the church were his smokes

He got lost on the way but his phone had a map
He stood around and cleaned up mistakes
They ate barbeque on the back porch
And made small talk before eating cake

He drove back to his room that was hotter than hell
Opened the window and turned off his phone
He wrote a few words after a couple of beers
Thinking he should have stayed home
 
A guitar a suitcase and a cooler of beer
A Smith Island cake sliding in the rear
His heart on his shirt sleeve and his ass in a sling
He was coming to Nashville to sing 

He sat in a chair in a big wood room
White ceiling blue carpet chandeliers
Big windows with light filling the space
All he thought about was drinking some beer

He heard about a train and a bomb in a bag
Mirrored sunglasses a boy on the train
In that place he was writing those words
He was drinking and using morphine for the pain
 
Sam was a man with a beautiful heart
And Mary was an angel in disguise
But his feet hurt and the coffee sucked
And he was thinking his beer needed ice

While he sat there in that room
His heart was with a friend in a hospital bed
The love that he felt
Was all that was running through his head

A guitar a suitcase and a cooler of beer
A smith island cake sliding in the rear
His heart on his shirt sleeve and his ass in a sling
He was coming to Nashville to sing

He was coming to Nashville to sing....

Robert

2015

Love

A Journalist's Life and Death

“Regardless of what happened to me, I rarely stopped typing, perhaps I was worried I would disappear altogether if I did.”

"Having arrived here late in my professional life, I have an immigrant’s love of the place and its daily miracle."

“I now inhabit a life I don’t deserve, but we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn’t end soon.”

“I could be drunk tomorrow or shooting dope even as you read this, but the chances of that are low as long as I make a daily decision to embrace who I really am and then be satisfied with that at the end of the day,”

David Carr



Robert
2015

I Ride

Down another highway
I ride.

Pistons burn and

headlights cut through the night,

raindrops pierce my body as I

grip tight and turn the throttle.

Burning rubber and smoke

choke the midnight moon.

Up mountains

and through valleys

selling items of my soul I

sleep under a raw unlit sky.

Avoiding those who would do me harm;

I find friendship from all

who ride the same broken highway

seeking shelter and warmth.

Know this, misfortune follows

and seems to know me well, but

I fire up and continue on

to that peace

where I can put my kickstand down.

 

Don’t walk by

Don’t be shy

Take a tight hold

As we go for another

 

Ride.

Robert

2015