Our catalog consists of over 100 copyrighted songs and compositions - all fully unencumbered and in high quality, listenable formats. Nick Lundbech, one of ACM’s partners and its sole songwriter, composer, and lyricist, continues to write, record, and produce new music.

The songs on this page represent a good cross-section of our music. Each song below includes a brief audio clip of that song for your preview. Also by clicking the song title or lyric graphic you can access the song’s page which includes the full audio version of the song and lyric sheet. We hope you enjoy ACM’s catalog of music and would love discussing our music with you.
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A reflection on where we started and
where we thought we’d end up.

Now there used to be a drive-in up ahead on the right
They’d be turning them away boy, on a Saturday night
Where are they gone?

Well, here we are
is this the way you thought your life would be?
It’s the same with me

Sometimes I feel like I’m losing ground.
We gain in minutes what we lose in years.

Well it’s the way of the world it’s written page after page
Spend the time that we’re given breaking into a cage

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…..…never too late to stand up and fight
There’s a dream on it’s way here tonight..

Another King another Clown, who wants to burn the planet down

So boss man, boss man keep my pay I can’t buy nothing
with it anyway and I’m not coming to work today not
when it’s Mardi Gras time

And what should we drink to sitting here last call
The King is gone, war’s still with us and the Walrus was Paul

After today I may never be as certain and like some stage-struck ingenue,
full of doubt and clinging to the curtain
Praying that I recognize my cue

Sometimes when my day is over, and the sun is sinking low I sit and stare until it gets to dark to see

Well, hours came and hours went, another working day is spent a dollar more towards the rent and life just slips away

I remember your laughter, remember your face
I remember the way you walked out of this place

Now, you’ve got nothing to lose you’ve got nothing much left to burn
Son, I’ve been in your shoes - seen how quickly those tables can turn

You see me searching for the words to say
Then you close your eyes and you turn away
You must be made of stone, must be made of stone

Now don’t be a stranger, come sing me a song if ever you’re going my way
the journey to heaven is winding and long but a warm breeze is blowing my way.

Could be a better world each day you rise
well, don’t be so serious, don’t tell too many lies
We’ve seen this road before but soon went astray
Hey we swear that we ain’t lost no more but darling, our eyes give us away

So can’t you make this car go any faster…
Mother of Mercy I’m running out of time

Stay, close the door and sit down
it’s all foolish pride, we belong side by side

I feel the time go by
Search for a reason in a random sky
Well, for such a man as me
There’s got to be an answer eventually

So, I am bound for County Clare
A smaller life, a simpler man…

Remember that summer when I got my license, night time was magical, dangerous ground, it was freedom at last

Once in a while someone leaves you
And you miss your happy ending by a mile

Hour by lonely hour, day by day we live month to month
while the years slip away

What is the time? How long have I been sleeping?
Another mile, and still so far to go

Though your heart has been so long denied, love finds the way
Though you keep it hidden deep inside, love finds the way

But sometimes, some ways
seems like somedays I’m made of air - can’t tell if I’m really there

I remember again, a face on a train, the fields flying by in the English rain
from a future unplanned to suitcase in hand, away and away to a far off land

You’ve got money to burn and you’ve got a house by the shore
Try not to think of the old days - you wanted so much more

..as I walk on, less reckless, less impassioned, along this life I’ve fashioned where there’s a way but not a will

It’s a long history, it’s a warm memory
and it washes over me like a tide

Jean, I believe I am falling I can’t remember my way
Moment to moment and on through a lifetime
I’ve seen the stars fall away

You can sail all day, you can dance all night
merengue home in the morning light
If you sleep ‘til noon it’ll be alright down in the Islands again

Hey, we played our summer song that time was ours, that time is gone.
leaves are falling and I feel a cold wind blow

He may cry if he starts to reminisce about some Mexican girl he knew
with eyes like a Spanish storm. And she loved him in her way.