A Slice of A Dabble in Verbal Babble...Live in the Studio with the Music Psycho


Maggie went to Georgia, and Marley went to the great beyond,
the recollections of those events, are not extremely fond.
We move forward in the wrong direction, until we get things right.
It doesn't happen every day, it happens overnight.
The window reveals an image of solitude and peace, upon which we gaze for solutions to our tumultuous world of struggle.
Walk on brother, keep on moving forward in your own direction, even when the others say it's wrong (or left).
Staring out the window, for hours and hours, with no apparent solution....we walk to the chemist's locker to fix an elixir to cure the confusion......
Now it's all becoming unclear to me, the best way to face reality,
It's going to happen anyway, don't clutter the path with karma.

Autumn's pith has finally been revealed, and now December's shag has found us. Our crutch is our crippled vocabulary.
Dammit! I forgot the "D" thing again. It's a "D" chord with life and emotion. I meant to bring it from the archives, but the safe wasn't open today.

Soon you will see that the power of "D" can overtake the strongest of minds and cause harmonious cohabitation amongst adversaries, forcing love upon the unloving, like an ant devouring your favorite aunt.YUMMM!

You shant and can't rant!

J. Bauer