LYRICS

SKY FILLS WITH RAIN (EP, 2025)

THE COST OF BEING SILVER (LP, 2023)

IN LOVE AND ISOLATION (EP, 2021)

SKY FILLS WITH RAIN
(EP, 2025)

Woman Who Is Gone

On the day the wedding bells were rung

In this sleepy town of which I’m from

You wore your mother’s velvet dress

You wore the stockings I liked the best

In my eyes a complete night sky

Crescent moon danced as you went by

Silver stars shone as I gazed upon

The woman I loved, the woman who is gone

Man and wife stepped out where roses bloomed

We tried to follow but you were guilt consumed

I knew then that it was over

But I knew not how my heart would recover

One Too Many Mornings

Lyrics by Bob Dylan

https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/one-too-many-mornings/

Riding A CrossCountry Train

While riding a CrossCountry train going home

I slipped into a sleep, for I was alone

I dreamed a dream that felt so good

A memory of a girl I deeply loved

We were riding together on another train

Our destination was a flight to Spain

Our love was full of simple smiles

I’d lose myself each time in her eyes

The two of us unfazed by an earlier fight

Concerning things she’d done that weren’t right

I still don’t think she truly knew

The kind of pain she put me through

But in moments like my dream it was so clear

That I loved that woman oh so dear

Waking from my dream with this song

It's clearer now that she’s gone

My train pulled into the station

I got off alone in quiet desperation

I cried myself to sleep that night

And dreaded the arrival of the morning light

Sky Fills With Rain

I ain't done nothing all day

Mother, come rescue me

Sister, I need you now

Brother, hear my plea

But please don't tell my father

For I need him to believe

That I might fill his boots

He must not learn the truth

I ain't done nothing all week

What am I doing here?

Still playing cards on a losing streak

But less now I'm playing with fear

But please don't tell my father

For he might still have hope

That I might one day become

A hero, a man, or someone

I ain't done nothing all my life

But sit here and complain

Child killings, warmongers, a world full of greed

And outside my window, sky fills with rain

THE COST OF BEING SILVER
(LP, 2023)

On the Streets

I was on the streets

Lost in a body of souls

With my little hand drum

Well, I would not be out sung

I’d have killed if not for my heart

Flames nurtured from a little spark

One day the fire, it went out

Oxford Street survived the great assault

Now my drive is as thin

As the artificial skin

As you press your body against mine

This world is burning but your eyes shine brighter

You smile and you say

That I’m better, I’m smoother this way

And the cotton smells of you

My world is this view

And when they finally say

That we’re coming to the end, my dear

I won’t strike up the beat

I won’t join the thunder of feet

I’ll just squeeze your hand and I will smile

Tomorrow everything will be just fine

The Seasons

The sun through the window

The light upon your hair

The songbirds in the morning

The fragrance in the air

The bells that are all ringing out

The blue that fills my eyes

The way that you are balanced

Sometimes the moon, sometimes the tides

The desert meets the beaches

In lands beyond the sea

The rain that falls as often

Now seldom grows the fields

But the sun comes through my window And the songbirds in the trees

Are singing and rejoicing

And you are beside me

This Land Is Your Land

Lyrics by Woody Guthrie

https://woodyguthrie.org/Lyrics/This_Land.htm

Moved On

It's not the rain and it's not the sun

The corn still grows, this ground's still good

These hands still swing and the steel is fine

Some years behind it but look how it shines

But Pete has heard that we all must go

It ain't the crop, it's a lack of soul

They all roll in with steam and tyres

To care for this land is all we've desired

And all my life I've learned

Head down and work

But now I've been moved on

How'd I get it wrong?

And Johnna says there's fruit out there

And hands are needed and the pay is fair

They won't listen, their moves are set

The board has voted and sends its regrets

The children they don't care so much

They'll play the same in fields or in dust

But the way it tills and stirs the land

Is nothing like what it stirs in a man

And all my life I've learned

Head down and work

But now I've been moved on

How'd I get it wrong?

I don't trust that man or the way that he spoke

Ask for some line, he'll sell you the boat

No, we'll all move on, the Lord will guide us

We go together, lie down in pastures

And all my life I've learned

Head down and work

But now I've been moved on

How'd I get it wrong?

The Last Tree

And where were you

When we cut through

The last tree of the forest?

The hills are brown

Only soil left around

And a little trace of regret

And don’t you dare take a breath of air

Do you really need it?

There’s not much left, so take half a breath

Think of your poor mother

What was woodland once

Will be woodland again

Julie is quite certain

But the nights grow cold

And as the chill takes hold

We’ll miss the last tree of the forest

And don’t you dare take a breath of air

Do you really need it?

There’s not much left, so take half a breath

Think of your poor family

Land is bare, food is scarce

Our Leader speaks, we turn to prayers

Don’t be afraid, a plan has been made

Repeat after me what the doctors agree

Don’t you dare take a breath of air

Unless you really need it

There’s not much left, so take half a breath

Think of your poor soldiers

IN LOVE AND ISOLATION
(EP, 2021)

Steps in Sync

And we were walking

Side by side

Steps in sync

My nerves awry

Down the street

With dusk’s light

As the evening

Turned to night

Wondering how

I got to be here

Out of the hovel

And sharing your cheer

Sharing the light

Of the setting sun

Which I've placed

My dreams upon

And as I sit here

On the bank

You’re skipping stones

Out of your hand

I take it in my own

And I say

All I’ve longed

To say

My State of Mind

The seagulls are driving me insane

The postman hammering on every door

The beep of his machine

More hammering

And worst of all

The unfinished manuscript

In front of me

Suddenly it goes quiet

Except for the low rumble of traffic

And a song that I can’t quite make out

And I miss them, I miss them

The seagulls, the postman.

For I no longer have anything

Left to blame for my

State of mind

Here we go

We're going down

Again

My mind escapes me

Ah, for some relief

And it returns with thoughts

I dare not repeat

And I miss them, I miss them

The seagulls, the postman.

For I no longer have anything

Left to blame for my

State of mind

Here we go

Yeah we're going down

Again

Hazel Eyes

Your eyes are so dangerous

And they glisten for me

Pulling like the moon

Against the depths of the sea

And I long to stay all night

Between the fall and the rise

And your dangerous

Hazel eyes

They meet the smile that forms

Upon your lips in times of joy

And if it’s ever wiped away

I know my duty for the day

For all that’s light in the world

Is trapped inside

Your smiling

Hazel eyes

The dealer deals the cards

Of life and love

But I have a strong hand

When you’re in my arms

And I wish I could pull

All the pain from your eyes

Carry it in my own

To make all your burdens mine

So I could stay all night

Between the stars in the sky

And your beautiful

Hazel eyes

Call You Mine

And why is it

That when I finally get the chance

To hold you

When I finally get the chance

To tell you

How beautiful you are

And to call you mine

That my mind focuses

Not on the fact that I am with you

But on the seemingly inevitable conclusion

That there will come a time

When I no longer get the chance

To hold you

When I no longer get the chance

To call you mine

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