DOWNLOAD THIS SONG FREE- CLICK HERE Frank Orrall & Nicholas Tremulis perform impromptu version of "Simple Song" Acoustic on WXRT's "The Eclectic Company" That brother Nic can play some Dobro!   (Thank's to Nicholas, Marty Lennartz and WXRT for having us on the air and to Peter Blackmon for sending this recording to us!)

Photo by: Maria-jpeg-zaurralde simple song: i'm happy to see you everytime i see you coming my way i get so excited - and calm somehow deep down inside i just wanna state this simply, inside this simple song - i just wanna love you i love it when we're out walking your arm entwined in mine i love how it's unfolding i love how we're just taking our time who knows where we're going it's nothing we can guide i just wanna be in this i just wanna be inside (your beautiful eyes) i never said grace before dinner ever since my father died and when we prayed in soul kitchen last night you know it felt so sweet inside i wish you could've met my father i know he would have enjoyed you he was complex in his own way but he was a good and simple man too and i don't mean to make you nervous... but you know i wish you could've meet my mother too she swung from vivacious to blue, but encouraged to in everything i ever wanted to do. but this is just a simple song. you know... sometimes in this life i wonder how anyone makes it through? you know, lay down in your final hour without worrying about the things that you wonder if you could undo. but this is just a simple song. i'm turning my back on words now no more weighing the worth of observations. the poet's voice dried with the search for perfection, and i just wanna sing a simple song. i could feel the empty egg shells of dreams in the hollow of my skull. blown by taunting winds across floors of a rememberance of an enthusiasm when, ... as a young boy full of trust and belief in the aether (and my own abilty to pull the sword from the stone), i could envision it all! breathe life into it and give it wings. hold the gift of "dove" in my hands and set it free. where do the souls of unrealized dreams go? do they twist and turn with incompletion? or vaporize like butterfies in fields of zen like resolution? but no.... i'm turnin' my back on words now. - i just wanna sing a simple song. (all the while the wind was in the willows, and the seven pillars was in my wisdom, -  the seven pillars was in my whim-som!) ____________ __________ music and words: Frank Orrall