Tag: Lyricist

SCARS

‘The Long Climb’ The worst scars we have live inside our headWorst scars don’t run and hide, they follow us to bedA scar can be a memory of something you didn’t need to sayA scar can be mistaken words you should have chucked away ‘An Enlarged Pic From The Harbour – In The Distance There

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‘WHATEVER’

I sent you a letterYou wanted a songThe words didn’t add upYou knew all along You looked back over your shoulderLooked back at the seaWas that for effectOr a last memory? All smiles for the romancersBlack looks for goodIgnoring the needyThe misunderstood You were wearing a blindfoldPut a jigsaw togetherKind of a miracleThough you just

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A NEW MOON NEVER LIES

A Zoolon aside: I took a few pics of the Royal Military Canal running through the town of Hythe just up the coast from me the other day. I’d often wondered what the purpose of the canal was/is. I checked out its history. It runs 28 miles more or less parallel to the sea and

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THAT DAY CAN’T COME TOO SOON

‘Morning Sun on hottest English day’ Nothing matters this side of midnight When fading shadows go chase the moon I hope one day you’ll understand that That day can’t come too soon ‘Empty Bar, Red-hot Day’ I captured visions of the blackness Two dimensions are fine by me Up above hidden stars are restless Until

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REFLECTOR’S REFLECTIONS

The other day, even though it was silly hot I got up high to the part of the Western Heights where very few people go. This section of the Heights doesn’t overlook the sea, it’s the backside of The White Cliffs and a safe home for the wild things. There’s no call for masks up

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A SILVER RAY OF LIGHT

In the corner of the sky Through the window of my mind Looks to be a silver ray of light To the shiver of a nightmare Not asleep and not awake If you hang around you’ll get the last invite To the library of dreams The home of honest schemes And wild things that only

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A HAT FULL OF SONGS

‘Charleville-Mézières Poster Display’ I guess like any art form sometimes you have to look back to places where creativity came easy – back to when words and melody were best mates – to when a hat full of songs pretty much created themselves. Looking back at photos of personal memories and things that made you

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LAST YEAR’S SILHOUETTES

‘Last Year’s Silhouettes’ Historians can’t wait until tomorrow When they’re writing of a time that had no flaws The planet and the wildlife feeling better They think it’s because the humans were locked indoors The interest on borrowed time much too heavy You can’t stop the clock and runaway no more In this place, that

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