• ME & UKE

    THE VIDEOS

    Come Away With Me

    A Traveler's Homage. This song started in June 2014 inspired by a beach house in Wildwood, and finally wrapped on a life-changing Mediterranean trip in the summer of 2016.

    Come Away With Me is the Audience Award Winner at the 9th Annual SENE Film, Music & Arts Festival, where it also won a Judges Honorable Mention. It was also an official selection at the 2017 Barebones International Film & Music Festival.

    Me & Uke 

    (Rainy Days in Havana)

    A song I wrote while backpacking through Cuba in January 2016. It wasn't the best of times. But it wasn't all bad.

    Great Wall of Trump

    First attempt at electronic music, featuring the vocals of President Trump. Apparently anyone can do this. SAD!

  • THE SONGS

  • LYRICS

    COME AWAY WITH ME

    Come away with me

     

    Life's a hassle, day to day

    Seems to always be the same

    Let's leave it behind

    For a while.........

     

    Hoist open your eyes to the whole world
    You won't discover life with them closed
    Oysters open wide for your own pearl
    Just go and touch the sky till your toes curl

     

    Come away with...

     

    Meet me in the village of the Zulu learning voodoo
    Take a trip to Crete or hit Belize and eat some kudu steak

    Get vocal with the locals

    Swim in the bluest lake

    Let's leave today to sit and wait would be a huge mistake

     

    Come away with me

     

    Car, train or airplane

    New York, Munich or Brisbane

    So much to do and see

    We'll be making memories

     

    Come away with me

    ME & UKE (RAINY DAYS IN HAVANA)

    I'm just trying to get lost 
    So I can be found 
    In the middle of nowhere 
    Everyone is around 
    I'm sick and tired 
    Of being alone 
    But I don't want nobody 
    I just wanna go home 

    I keep on walking into the fire 
    Again and again and again 
    It's something about this traveling desire 
    And seeing it through till the end 
    To never know where you're going 
    And just trying to get by 

    Time has no meaning 
    The days come and pass 
    When you're waiting for nothing 
    Only the good times go fast 
    It's hard to be a tourist 
    When you're treated as one 
    You feel like a dollar 
    And always under the gun 

    I keep on walking into the fire 
    Again and again and again 
    It's something about this traveling desire 
    And seeing it through till the end 
    To never know where you're going 
    And just trying to get by 

    Just trying to get lost 
    So I can be found 

    I keep walking to the fire 
    Again and again and again 
    It's something about this traveling desire 
    And seeing it through till the end 
    To never know where you're going 
    And just trying to get by

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