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Feb 07 2017
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Poetry

You Are Not My Leader

A good friend of mine is once again taking part in a community song writing event called FAWM.org. Having collaborated a few times over the years we decided to try again, so without further ado please take a listen to You Are Not My Leader.

Lyrics:

Don’t fill our heads
with all these lies
then ask the people
to decide.

Don’t turn your back
dare walk away
You lit the paper
and made us pay

Ripped apart
at the seams
the world I knew
now stands and screams.

You are not my leader

The books you read
were free to you
your sense of worth
has been abused

Fake news
Alternate facts
Fleet Street
Phone hacks.
Social news
24/7
You pray to God
But there is no heaven.

Your face and name
on everything
Turn off my TV screen,
turn off my stream

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Feb 24 2015
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Poetry, Writing

50 Shades of Ken

Some more writing for FAWM15. Draft musings that I thought I’d publish.

50 Shades of Ken

He cuts a figure
the shape of “O”
All hulked and hunched up
He’s feeling low.

She will not touch him.
He knows not why.
Been reaching for her
but she’s out tonight.

Shrugs off the covers
picks up a pen
torn scraps of paper
become a gem.

She wants attention
it cannot be.
The words are flowing
and he’s out to sea.

His phone is buzzing
His eyes aglow
New friends and faces.
Starts saying “no.”

She sits in waiting
For him to call
All slight and smoking
Staring at the wall.

He carries himself now
there’s no more need
All proud and puffed up
Alone but freed.

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Feb 17 2015
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Someday

Marvellous musician and all round good guy Greg Lines is once again taking part in February Album Writing Month. A fun challenge to aspiring songsmiths everywhere to complete an album within the month of February.

As has become (almost) tradition, I’ve thrown words at Greg to see if any of them stick. These ones did, and you can hear the results, er, here.

Enjoy.

Original lyrics

Chance encounter on a speeding train
A smile reflected
and I mispronounced your name.

We took a chance along uncharted lines
Speeding headlong
No time to read the signs.

It used to be One Day,
Now it’s Someday.

Days rushed passed in a haze of lust
Catching a breath
taking stock of them and us.

It used to be One Day,
Now it’s Someday.

Taking every moment to slow down time
We consumed the days
like bottles of wine

We used to believe, we would live forever
Now you say “goodbye”
instead of “see you later.”

It used to be One Day,
Now it’s Someday.
It used to be One Day,
Now it’s Someday.

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Jun 27 2013
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Poetry, Writing

An elbow in my ear

The sun floods down my back whilst my shadow walks ahead.
The day has just begun with no sadness, fear or dread.

An Elbow in my ear and a goose upon my skin.
A song inside my heart and a mile wide Cheshire grin.

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Feb 19 2013
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Poetry

Rock n’ Roll Sound

I’m ever so proud of this, so please excuse me if I gush a bit. Here is the second song that I have written for my good friend, Greg Lines who is taking part in FAWM.

To have a listen please click here!

This took 20 minutes to write and 3 hours to record. Record time for recording a record, surely?

Rock n’ Roll Sound

She just wants to be heard
Yet she has nothing to say.
Bleating and screeching on the phone all day.

Look in her eyes
There’s nothing to see.
A vacant expression and a bag of Gucci.

Headphones on,
bring it on down.
Drown it out with this rock n roll sound
Volume up
put you head down
Drown it out with this rock n roll sound

So much self importance
The mirror looks back
Boyfriend’s a waster, fucked up on crack

Headphones on,
bring it on down.
Drown it out with this rock n roll sound
Volume up
put you head down
Drown it out with this rock n roll sound

Keep your thoughts to yourself
And don’t keep on it’s all self worth
So shut up and let us breathe and
we’ll step back and let you leave.

When she’s had her fill
She will come for yours
Time to go, Don’t forget to lock the doors.

She just wants to be heard
Yet she has nothing to say.
She’ll rise to the top whilst we all fade away

Headphones on,
bring her on down.
Drown it out with this rock n roll sound
Headphones on,
bring her on down.
Drown it out with this rock n roll sound

 

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