Dry Ice (Driving The 15 To Vegas) by Goldenkey

They Are Gone by Goldenkey

My wife bought a colorful little house for birds. I hung it by our bedroom window. The opening was small so the finches came and stuffed it full of twigs. I thought, "How more beautiful and productive than our so called leaders." So I did a song. How they come and go.

Remastered 6/13/21

Fata Morgana by Goldenkey

1938 - 1945 by Goldenkey

Here We Go by Goldenkey

Missing by Goldenkey

If you called Mt, Fuji -- and you were put on hold -- this is what you would hear while you waited.

Juanita by Goldenkey