David Greathouse is an award-winning, Missouri-based songwriter. He started out in earnest as a writer during the ‘80s. Heavily influenced by Dan Fogelberg, James Taylor, Harry Chapin, Jackson Browne, Jim Croce, John Denver, and other lyrical Singer-Songwriters of the era, he considers himself a storyteller at heart. His own lyric craftsmanship has garnered significant local appreciation and his distinctive, compelling musical style is uniquely his. David works in the Folk, Folk Rock, Adult Contemporary, Pop, Indie, and Americana genres.
A warm, midwest summer night in July. The night ensues with leisurely abandon and its wild and varied creatures begin to stir. There is work to be done, but an absence of urgency in that purpose. Just another night in the eternal progression of being. Instrumental, New Age, Atmospheres
Originally composed and performed for the live, staged parody of the original Star Trek episode, “Day Of The Dove”. The timeless themes introduced are sadly, eternally relevant. Humanity’s ever lingering need for war and bloody conflict never seems to fall too far out of frame. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A wistful daydream of childhood memories escorted over the Ozark hills by a billowy armada of approaching clouds. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Love presents itself in a dizzying array of situations, and I swear if you listen closely you can HEAR it. Often disguised and often unrecognizable, but ever present and available to any willing enough to search and understanding enough accept it for all its inconsistencies and imperfections. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A celebration of a life lived in the company of a truly inspiring companion. A bouncy, fun romp of a tune with a banging’ old saloon piano and dueling clarinets. Just try to keep your feet still! Would work well for an upbeat, even comedic montage or flashback of couple’s happy life together. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
I spent a great deal of time hanging out at the blacksmith shop when I worked at The Shepherd of the Hills years ago. Quite by accident, I learned that metal could actually burn. I came to the realization that if you left anything in the fire long enough, it would eventually succumb to the heat. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
The last time we were at the beach, we built several sandcastles just within reach of high tide. Once the tide rose it only took a few minutes for the ocean water to erase an entire days work. The sea was relentless and gave no quarter to our architectural masterpieces. Life is like that sometimes. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Lofty expectations momentarily vanquished by the reality of the world and its unrelenting demands. But those who endure and thrive never really relinquish their insistence on the validity of “foolish dreams”. That essential piece of armor against the never-ending assault of existence. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
This was my first song written to accompany a production of six, one-act plays also entitled The Voices In Our Heads. The playwright may or may not have cried the first time he heard it. On opening night. In front of a full house. A moment of guilty pride for me. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
This piece started out in life as an exploration of ii V I progressions. But as it evolved it seemed to ask to be wrapped up in a bow and put on display. So this is what was borne of that rather academic beginning. Beautiful, but somehow a bit out of place. Just like Lilacs in January. Instrumental, Dramatic, Ethereal Music
This is a tribute to my grandmother. She was the crafty type, making countless pressed flower arrangements into greeting cards for all occasions. This song was inspired while cleaning her craft room not long after she passed. She believed "creative mess is better than idle neatness"... so do I. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Life is a journey. The road we travel from hither to yonder is a poorly maintained byway. So it is a journey best traveled in pairs. In the company and safety of two. This tag–team approach produces a wonderful side effect – joy. And as two, we seem to smooth the jagged edges off this ragged road. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
The willow weeps in the garden for a future lost. It was either not meant to be or it was lost to tragedy. Either way, it will never be, and there will forever be an emptiness where that dream once lived. Instrumental, Dramatic, Calm Mellow Music
Falling in love often comes as a surprise. Sometimes we don’t even see it coming. Sometimes we aren’t ready to admit it, or say it out loud. Sometimes we just can’t keep it to ourselves any more… this is one of those times. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
So many starts and stops in a lasting relationship. So many seemingly different lifetimes passed through together. So many chapters to write, so many temporary respites from countless storms. The bond seems to strengthen with each subsequent defeat of each attempt to destroy it. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Written for A Thousand Cranes, the true story of Sadako Sasaki, who died of "radiation sickness" ten years after surviving the atomic bombing of Hiroshima. She was twelve. In 1958 her statue was unveiled in Hiroshima Peace Park which pleads, “This is our cry, this is our prayer, peace in the world. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A bright, jangly visage of hope, renewal and second chances. Optimistic and driven to find the best in all things, especially in ourselves. Instrumental, Dramatic, Heartwarming Music
A wedding song. Speaking to that brief moment that exists between a solo becoming a duet. The moment of taking a stand in front of all who matter to declare a commitment to an ideal. To accept and thrive with the imperfections that come with the privilege of having a tag-team partner in this life. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A celebration of life for a dear friend and mentor taken from us far too soon. A man who filled a great many hearts and souls with inspiration in our early adulthood. The course of so many lives were strengthened because of his presence in them. It is impossible to calculate the scope of his impact. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A light, airy and upbeat acoustic guitar and piano instrumental piece. I just rolls by like a cool summer morning. A nice place to be, know what I mean? Instrumental, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A folksy, silly jaunt through a weed addled romp spotlighting the absurdity of always going it alone. And even though love is grand, sometimes it is, indeed, not enough all by itself. Sometimes it needs a little help. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
I wrote this for our wedding back in 1988. Originally played on a 12-string guitar at the ceremony, it eventually became a much stronger piano piece. Still hitched, still love this song! Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Father time, ever fleet on his feet marks his presence in ever-increasing ways, with ever-decreasing subtlety. Instrumental, Dramatic, Calm Mellow Music
Life brings what it brings and takes what it takes. In it's own time, and at it's own pace. We all have our story to tell. Sometimes we have help telling it... and sometimes, sometimes things get a bit confused in the telling. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Originally composed for a stage production of a play bearing the same title. Chronicling a rich and varied life of a somewhat sentimental carnival age/weight guesser. Ultimately, unencumbered by the past and committed to making use of knowledge gained to not only accept, but revel in whatever the fu, Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Like most things in my life I started writing music for shows on accident. Or maybe it was a dare, I can't be sure. Either way, it started with Star Trek. A series of parodies of the original television series staged live in Springfield, Missouri from 2011 to 2013. This was the show's theme song. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Destiny. Fate. Power. Ego. Duty. Conflict. Pain. An an inevitable fall. Written for a parody of the original series Star Trek episode “Where No Man Has Gone Before”. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Based on the Star Trek original series episode “City On The Edge Of Forever”. The time space continuum has been altered because Edith Keeler was rescued from death, changing the outcome of WW2 in Hitler’s favor. Kirk is forced to watch her die in order to restore the future to its previous timeline. Male Vocals, Science Fiction, Time Travel
A light, hopeful perspective shift on the traditional Christmas story. Hinting at the notion that maybe our focus shouldn’t fall upon humanity alone, but on all of creation. On this planet and beyond. Male Vocals, Christmas, Christmas Vocals
I have had two kidney transplants in my life. The first lasted almost ten years, the second is still with me thirty years on. This was written after the first had failed. So this song is a reflection of the frailty I was feeling at the time... everything seemed to be hanging in the balance. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Horrifically politically incorrect, but we were kids, and we played cowboys and Indians on our bikes. We did everything on our bikes. Jumped ramps, flew to mars, and fought many battles on the early American plains. Custer may have perished in real life, but occasionally he survived our battles. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Written in the bowels of Barnes hospital in St. Louis at about 3:00 am during my stay for a second kidney transplant in 1991. I was grumpy. I had been run through every ringer devised in the torture chambers of the inquisition, but had so far been spared any mazes. I laughed. I felt better. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
We musicians spend more time packing, loading, setting up, and tearing down sound than actually playing. More time trying to book the next gig than performing. It is an endless, vicious cycle. If people are willing to listen, most of us would play until dawn. "Just let me play just one more song." Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Most of us never really get, or take, the opportunity to peek outside our own little bubble. We blissfully go about our lives generally unaware of the myriad of other little bubbles bouncing all around us. I don't even know if that's a bad thing. It's just the way it goes a lot of the time. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Another health (or lack thereof) related tune. An attempt to shake off a pervasive sense of self pity and see my own situation in a grander frame... through a bigger lens. Apparently, the answer to "life, the universe and everything" is 42. Which is, at least mildly, disappointing. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A warm summer night mingles with a fond memory. Two starry-eyed kids eagerly anticipating the future and their places in it from the safety of her daddy’s porch. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
The Earth will apparently never be suitable for mankind until its every surface is paved and its hidden recesses are all well lit. It must be subdued and contained. All mystery must be eliminated and any sense of wonder exterminated. Sarcasm intended. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A guilt-free excursion into a candy-coated fantasy world where calories don’t exist and living well is exemplified by the endless variety of sprinkles on your next bowl of ice cream. A fun, silly bit of nonsense! Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
A humorous tribute to improvisational creatives and visionaries. Presented as an epic Spaghetti-O western saga. Male Vocals, Singer/Songwriter, Contemp Singer/Songwriter
Well, Denny’s it ain’t. And you’re not gonna find that girl to take home to mamma in here. Too many smells in here to distinguish, be thankful you can’t. Six different kinds of trouble waiting for you, but misery loves company. So have a seat. Instrumental, Blues, Electric Blues
Confidently swaggering electric guitars just hashing it out with nothing to lose and nothing gain. Just jamming' for the sake of the jam. Try not to smile! Instrumental, Rock, Folk Rock