Entries 2020

VERSE 1
It started way back when the nights were longer
And winter was turning to spring
They closed the bars, told us stay at home
We had nowhere to meet and nowhere to sing
Someone said lets get connected
And do this virtually

So I was sittin there looking at people in boxes
And they were looking back at me

VERSE 2
Well I guess it was better than nothing    
But it depends upon your point of view
We learned a lot more about computers and stuff                            
Than we ever dreamed or even wanted to
I'm not sure it was worth the money,
Even though it was virtually free

'cause I'm sittin here playing to people in boxes
But I don't think they can hear me

VERSE 3      
Well the weather was hot and the days grew long
And staying alert was the thing
No-one had a clue what that even meant
Nobody cared we just wanted to sing
We tried everything we could think of
To minimise our latency....................

So we could sit here looking at people in boxes
Reading us Vogon Poetry

VERSE 4
I hear the bug's been beat so we can start to meet  
But for us it's still big deal
When the players outnumber the audience
Even though those two or three people are real  
So let's be eternally grateful
I guess it could be worse you see

I could be sitting at home with people in boxes
Scratching and yawning at me

I could be sitting here looking at people in boxes
May as well go and watch TV

Copyright Adrian Keefe 2020 

Care well, the virus is in town
Carona’s rolling round and round
Care well, care well and hope to heal
There are ‘hundreds of ways to kneel’

Care well, we cannot meet today
Care well, tomorrow or in May
Care well, care well and hope to heal
There are ‘hundreds of ways to kneel’

Care well, the nurses on the wards
With doctors fighting, Covid wars.
Care well, care well and hope to heal
There are ‘hundreds of ways to kneel’

The bar’s are shut the café’s too
The street’s are empty, what’s to do?
Care well, care well and hope to heal
There are ‘hundreds of ways to kneel’

So wash your hands and stay away
Six feet, two metres, more they say
Care well, care well and hope to heal
There are ‘a hundred ways to kneel’

Care well, the planet in despair,
Care well on land and sea and air
Care well , care well and hope to heal
There are ‘hundreds of ways to kneel’

Care well, let’s bow, don’t shake my hand
Care well, all over every land
Care well, care well and hope to heal
There are ‘hundreds of ways to kneel’

Copyright James Pentney. Written in March 2020, recorded and sung by Stephen Podolski.

Let’s go to the silvery river  
Catch the shimmer and the shine  
Treasures of the Seaweed Oceans  
Can’t outshine this love of mine  
This love of mine

Eels of glass from seaweed tangles  
Drifting slowly on the tides  
Shimmering gold ‘cross the Atlantic
To my Severn high and wide

When the moon is but a sliver  
As the tide comes up the river  
And the evening makes us shiver  
They’ll be there

River Man, you Mudlark Seeker  
In reflections of The May  
Watch the Spring Tides  whirl and eddy
Stirring up the restless clay  

Eels of glass from seaweed tangles  

There they shimmer scaly silver    
Flowing sleek against the tide  
Cast your nets you Anchor Piemen
Through the February Night

Eels of glass from seaweed tangles  

Let’s go to the silvery river
Catch the shimmer and shine  
Treasures of the Seaweed Oceans  
Cant outshine this love of mine
This love of mine

Copyright David Ireland 2020

Well look at me its easy now
Well I tried.
You cant say I didn't ever try
Winter drive the sleepy things
In the night
Cant wait to see the morning light.
Come on lets have it off, just try
These things were made for you and I
Guess i've gone and f****d it up
But I tried
You cant say I didn't ever try

Copyright Dog of Man 2020

Remember all the good times,
Are they long ago?
Or are they about to start?
And the best is yet to come.

Verse 1
Up and down I’ve been around,
And seen it all before.
The more I see the less I know,
You never can be sure.

Verse 2
Travelled north and travelled west,
And places in between.
Tired of chasing rainbows,
To fulfil my dreams.

Verse 3
Over hills and valleys,
And wandering in between.
Creamy limestone, crumbling walls,
The rolling Cotswold scene.

Verse 4
Mists roll down the hillsides,
The leaves are red and brown.
My roaming days are over,
5 Valleys are my home.

Copyright Tim Hughes 2020

When will you stop it on your head?
Get lost in love – give me a break.
In love you will cherish it.
Give me love.
Give me love.
Give me love.
When will you stop it on your head?
Get lost in love – give me a break.
In love you will cherish it.
Give me love.
Give me love.
Give me love.

Copyright Bella 2020

I have heard the lark sing
I have seen the sun rise
And I have smelled the blossom
On my apple tree in early spring

But I am not the reason
Why this old world keeps turning
And I am not the answer
To a dream, or anybody's prayer

I used to gaze in wonder
At all the stars around us
And I laid your head down
On a bed of sweetly fragrant hay

But you were not the reason
Why this old world kept turning
And you were not the answer
To my dreams, or any of my prayers

Now we have felled the forests
And we have raped the oceans
And we have mined the mountains
Watch them slowly crumble to the sea

And we could be the reason
Why this old world stops turning
But we could be the answer
To my dreams, and everybody's prayers

Dedicated to Polly Higgins, barrister and champion of establishing Ecocide as a criminal offence worldwide, who sadly died in April 2019. 

Copyright Michael Findlay 2019

We want to live
We want to grow
We want our kids
To know what we know

We are here now
The unborn are not
What right have we
To founder their plot?

As lockdown showed
We can slow
We stopped our cars
Left space for re-growth

Give nature a chance
Stop our fast dance
It’s not a race,
Collaborate

We all
want to live
We all
want to live

Predictions for
this century
go up and up
A world that’s too hot

We need to form
A bond with our world
The wind and the sun
Can charge everyone

We all
want to live
We all
want to live

We know we can
It’s possible
We know we can
It just needs a plan

We’re part of this earth
We still have worth
Let’s change our course
We want to live

Copyright Sarah Nicolls. Sung by Anna-Liisa Springham.

Those twinkling eyes, they made me sigh of emerald magic deep
Her bosom swelled for me lust full is where I comfort keep
Her brown soft hair awoke my nose a nape of neck like swan
Her smile could change where river flows
 
But now my friend is gone
 
With the pistol’s crack
Gone Jack
There can be no take backs
No do over, pushing clover
Six feet under cart tracks
 
Pulled that
Trigger back
Bullets flew and love collapsed
To the knacker’s yard, a lonely bard
With broken hearts in a gunny sack
 
She had a laugh like faerie bells and words so true and kind
She had sweet cheeks where my love did dwell a soul which passion binds
She had a wisdom mountains old a voice enchanting song
She was a woman proud and bold
 
But now my friend is gone
 
Chorus
 
A treasure rare should treasured be and treated with true love
A beauty living soulfully should have no one above
A spirit so unique so rare could be the only one
Deserved respect and tender care
 
Oh god what have I done
 
Chorus

Copyright John Davie 2019

The dark bell chimes
In your head
Ringing all day
Making you red

You that are told who to hate
You who cling to the tokens and ribbons of war
You with no vision beyond your gate
You with no mind of your own

Too scared to listen
Too blind to know
Way, way too heavy to dance to the flow

People in boats
Fleeing bombs and regimes
Want nothing from you
But your understanding

So come out, come out, from under your stone
You're never, ever gonna make it alone
Come out, come out, from under your sheet
You'll never grow while you stay complete

Too scared to listen
Too blind to know
Way, way too heavy to dance to the flow

I don't laugh at your ginger jokes
I'm not your kind of company or your folks
You're lord in your concrete streets of ignorance
But soon the winds of change
Will blow down your door
Will blow down your door
Will blow down your door

Instrumental -

Too scared to listen
Too blind to know
Way, way too heavy to dance to the flow
Too scared to listen
Too blind to know
Way, way too heavy to dance to the flow

The dark bell chimes
In your head
Ringing all day
Making you red

Copyright David Molden 2020

Poisonous insects, poisonous insects.
Poisonous insects, poisonous insects, there coming over here,
Oh yes, they are!
Poisonous insects, global warming everybody.
Poisonous insects there coming to get yah.
Poisonous insects and parasites,
and other really creepy stuff is coming over here.
 
Poisonous insects,
Massive hornets with agonizing stings,
Wasps that lay eggs in you,
And fish that swim up your wee.
We don’t want that over here do we.
 
Poisonous insects, poisonous insects.
A result of global warming,
Coming over here everybody.
We don’t want that do we?
Nope we don’t.,
 
Rave time………
 
Poisonous insect coming over here, nope!
We don’t want any of that matey.
Nope, poisonous insects coming to get yah, we got…
 
Massive hornets with agonizing stings,
Wasps that lay eggs in you,
And fish that swim up your wee.
Nope we don’t want that over matey.
 
Poisonous insects, poisonous insects.
There coming to get yah, there coming to get yah, yep.
Poisonous insects, you better watch out.
Cos if it gets warmer, there coming over here.
You get a windy day and they’ll get all blown over,
And their goanna get you, and me there goanna get me as well,
But I’m ready for it!
 
Rave time…………
 
Ok, you think that’s scary, check this stuff out….
“A small lecture about a fungus that creates Zombie ants” (with handouts during live performance).
I don’t want any of this coming over here,
I love people, all and any people are welcome here, but I don’t want any of this coming over here,
Doing this sort of weirdo, NOPE!
 
That’s quite scary, so let’s have a bit of a rave……….
“NOPE”.
Continue Rave……….
 
Poisonous insects’ poisonous insects,
Yeh massive hornets, no problem,
Wasps that lay eggs in you, easy, yeh, I can handle that.
Even fish that swim up your wee, yeh easy.
But this stuff (picture of zombie and) nah I don’t want any of that coming over here,
None of that please, yep.
 
Rave time….. outro. 

Copyright Phil Jones 2019

XYZ, XYZ
If you do or if you don't
[repeat]

8-7-6-5-4-3-2
I love you! I love you!
[repeat]

S-Y-L-V-I-E-K
That's my name. That's my name.


Copyright Sylvie K 2020

We're soaring on a golden eagle
We're flying to the highest heights
We don't know how we got here
We knew it wasn't wise

Oh we are young!
We smell like cow's dung!
We climbed up a ladder
And we hit the last rung.

We're soaring on a golden eagle
We're flying to the highest heights
We don't know how we got here
We knew it wasn't wise!

Copyright Stanley and Huxley 2020

Livin' in a country town is driving out west, to the corner shop you always like best.
He smiles and says 'The Usual?' i smile and say 'yes'.
When you leave your heart feels a little more blessed.
Livin' in a country town.

A country town where grass is green, life is good and skies are blue.
A country town where my heart belongs, never gonna leave even when I'm gone.
A country town where a smile lights up the day, the sky there is never grey.
A country town that I call home.
My country town.

Livin' in a country town where children play, out until dark or when your mama says.
Having fun there like every child should, hanging at the park after school.
You know you'll be dead when you get home, because yo stayed out in the rain too long.
livin' in a country town.

A country town where grass is green, life is good and skies are blue.
A country town where my heart belongs, never gonna leave even when I'm gone.
A country town where a smile lights up the day, the sky there is never grey.
A country town that I call home.
My country town.

I Love my country roots, those small town faces.
This little village is where this girl got raised.
My little country town.

A country town where grass is green, life is good and skies are blue.
A country town where my heart belongs, never gonna leave even when I'm gone.
A country town where a smile lights up the day, the sky there is never grey.
A country town that I call home.
My country town.

My little country town.

Copyright Kara Ford 2020

Ocean blue and a battleship 
The Baltic was Russian-sick
The Hollywood, the Hollywood time.

Speeding train and a radio
The man on a talkie show
It seemed like a funny way to go

Men with hats and a fur embrace
The coldest of any place 
They stopped off to enjoy the sun

And now the summer's gone
The radio's still on
The men have all come home to Russia 

Copyright  The Magic Palms 2020

Carry my soul on a westward bound breeze
To the hills and the valleys of home
Take me back there to the hedgerows and trees
And the commons where cattle can roam
Far from the city, where lights shine so bright
Dawn breaks a new day, to earth springs new life
Carry my soul on a westward bound breeze
To the hills and valleys of home
Take me back there to the hedgerows and trees
I'll be once again Westward Ho!

When my world closes in
And my head's in a spin
Caught like a rabbit in lights
Just close my eyes, lift my head to the skies
Imagination takes flight

INSTRUMENTAL

When the world closes in
And my heads in a spin
Caught like a rabbit in lights
Just close my eyes, lift my head to the skies
Imagination takes flight

Carry my soul on a westward bound breeze
To the hills and the valleys of home
Take me back there to the hedgerows and trees
To the commons where cattle can roam
In the depths of dark winter, the cold of the night
My heart longs to warm to, wonderful sights
Carry my soul on a westward bound breeze
To the hills and the valleys of home
Take me back there to the hedgerows and trees
I'll be once again Westward Ho
I'll be once again Westward Ho

Copyright The Peekies 2020

This is a broadcast from the edge of space.
We’ve gone out as far as fuel will allow.
It’s down to vapour. To the lipstick trace
of some half-forgotten kiss. In the slough
 
between the stars we spin and drift
and it feels like we could dance on endless
in this void. Economies of scale, and thrift
mnemonics, have left us friendless
 
and alone. We crave news, however grim,
like salt, to salve the sourness of our tongues.
The want of gravity itches like a phantom limb.
An airless horror clutches at our lungs.
 
We’ve been waiting for the call to turn, to lean
into some other planet’s pull and swing for home.
There’s nothing but static on the screen
and our faces, distorted violently in chrome
 
so that we don’t look human any more,
are streaked with tears of hunger and despair.
We long to touch and be touched, to paw
at our loved ones and at the soil we share
 
but we’ve learned, out here, how blame
was shifted to our shoulders with a magician’s grace.
How other we must seem to those who frame
their selfish narratives on the human race.
 
This is a broadcast from the end of time.
We’ve reset all the clocks. We’re turning back.
We know the punishment must fit the crime.
It’s us, from now on, who’ll be taking up the slack.

Music by Mark Thompson
Lyrics by Adam Horovitz
Copyright Thompson & Horovitz 2020

CANT PUT A HANDLE ON WHY,
BUT MUCH OF WHAT I BELEIVE SEEMS TO RIDE AGAINST THE TIDE
NOT MANY FREINDS, LOSING OLD
CANT SLEEP WITH THE MAINSTREAM
AND BELEIVING THE FEED OF LIES WE ARE TOLD

SEEMS TO BE FEW WITH MY KIND OF VIEW
THE YEARS GO BY AND NOTHING SEEMS TO CHANGE
WE'RE MAKING THE SAME MISTAKES AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN

CH: GOING AGAINST THE GRAIN

FALL IN LINE FOR AN EASY LIFE,
CANT KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT WHEN THEY'RE TURNING THE KNIFE
WHEN THE KNIFE IS TURNING HARDER AND THE WALLS ARE CLOSING IN
WONT LIE DOWN CAN'T STAY TAME

CH: GOING AGAINST THE GRAIN

Copyright Dave Purple 2020

Verse
I've been caught out by so many lies
You'd think that this would open my eyes
But I don't like a troubled mind
And the way it looks is the reason why...

Chorus
Feel like a deadman passing thru'
Like a deadman passing thru'
I'm a deadman passing thru'
So step aside
Or I'll breathe my curse on a

Deadman passing thru'
Like a deadman passing thru'
I'm a deadman passing thru'
So step aside
Or I'll breathe my curse on you
So step aside
Or I'll breathe my curse on you...

Verse
Losing out on another day
You'd guess that drinking was to blame
I never wasted my time that way
For what it does won't ease the pain...

Chorus…

Bridge
And the way it looks is the reason why
And the way it looks is the reason why
And the way it looks is the reason why
And the way it looks is the reason why...    

Chorus

Copyright Shaun Stein 2020

you went out all night 
I made out with another guy
you got drunk in the bar
I was taking it way too far
will I get in trouble 
will she hate me after this 

didn’t meet you in the morning 
I wanted to say that I’m sorry
should i call her to  say 
I regret it and I’m on my way? 
Will we scream like clichées
fighting in the kitchen and throwing plates

I say I love you but I kiss somebody else 
you say you’ll be back soon but sleep in another bed 
will it be alright?
will it be just fine?
we look like  lovers 
but we are perfect liars 

I sit in front of you 
sipping on my coffee thinking “what did I do?”  
you’re playing with your knife 
silent, thinking “is she still mine”
Will we end up like all those broken hearts 
are we made of stone or made of glass

I say I love you but I kiss somebody else 
you say you’ll be back soon but sleep in another bed 
will it be alright?
will it be just fine?
we look like  lovers 
but we are perfect liars 

You found out about me 
I found out about you 
you told me to leave 
I said the rumours weren’t true 
oh yeah the rumours were true 

I say I love you but I kiss somebody else 
you say you’ll be back soon but sleep in another bed 
will it be alright?
will it be just fine?
we look like  lovers 
but we are perfect liars

Copyright Annika Laue 2020

When all I hear is the patter of the rain against the wood of the balcony water dripping down the drain
in the distance I see steam rising from a train, disappearing into the fog like they're playing a game
With Me

Lets take a ride open the window stretch out your arms let the wind flow over your skin, through your hair, covering up what once lay bare
past fiery mountains, past green springs, past a dove with golden wings. Clench your fists, grit your teeth, step with me into the abyss.

Step With Me

Crafted by the grass and the leaves, sculpted by rivers, moulded by trees, conveyed by sound and light I see, in the distance where I want to be

let the dark river flow through as one day soon, the dark tunnel will end and I will transcend into a beacon of light, guiding the way for those in plight. Ill hold their hand and we will fly and I will show them from the sky the path that I was on, where I am now and where I'm from. The glistening trees, the babbling brooks, into a dove from a rook. Glide over the ocean hand in hand, plummet until we hit the sand, the salty water will clean our souls, spark a fire I burnt out coal

Step With Me

At the bottom of the garden, surrounded by weeds, if you look closely you will see my name carved into an old oak tree. This was where the journey started for me.

Copyright Nick Browning 2020

Spider Boy and Butterfly Girl swam in through cosmic sands
In the shimmer glimmer granules
and into Lava Land

He said you're my Cosmic Babe
He said oo - you're my queen
He smiled, smoked and he said nothing
But she tapped her tambourine

You're so cosmic baby
You're my cosmic baby
Cosmic babe
Baby cosmic
Stay with me forever maybe

Spider Boy and Butterfly Girl swam their separate ways
She swam into herself
And he swam into haze
He said some excuses
He was no longer keen
She smiled then she felt so free
And she tapped her tambourine

You're so cosmic baby
You're my cosmic baby
Cosmic babe
Baby cosmic
Stay with me forever maybe

Copyright Mali McGrath 2020

Life can be a funny game, the joke is on us all, got ya turnin in the grave that punchline is so cruel, riding on a spinning ball, it's me I'm individual, when all is said and done you can come see the residual, I'll check my crystal ball, yep my distance is exceptional, the human race is done but I have morphed into the spiritual, god is a poet who rhymes in multi syllables and sends you straight to hell if you ain't never smoked no blim at all, us humans got it twisted we invested all our being, in destroying everything, instead of helping fixing feeding, giving others what they're needing, lending hands and believing, we’re over farming over breeding, always following not leading, never loving till we're greeving, confusing money with succeeding, paying for the s**t that politicians just keep excreting, they sit on their green seating having psychopathic meetings, deciding how to rob us while the sheep all keep on bleeting, come on people I am feeling, revolutions but a stones throw, let's unthrone These clones so we can see some real diplomacy, let’s refresh the system like the spray from the ocean breeze, bring new blood to the planet putting life into its ovaries, see people as people no matter if there over seas, the new deals isn’t  profits it’s about showin more empathy, start fixing what we've broken with the smoking from the factories, the petrols and the diesels and the non recharging batteries, this world should be a sanctuary for each and every one of us, a perfect place to holiday until we all return to dust, all things corrode and rust that's one statement you can trust, I feel that we should leave a place that's much greater in the wake of us, before we're buried or combust I think that we should get it sussed, roll up our cuffs and we can work for peace and love .

Written, recorded, produced, performed by Leyman
Copyright Leyman 2020

The World, For Us To See
It's my part, it's my scene

It's not somewhere you have been
Take my hand, let's be brave
There's a whole world for us to see

On this island we call home
We're surrounded by the sea
We've seen so little of the places
Of the secrets we could keep

I'll get dressed up, put some effort in for you
Because I know you'll be here, I want to please that part of you
Here's my heart, hold a piece
Keep it safe until I see
Your sweet face, in my dreams
It's the best thing I have seen

I'll keep falling, I'll keep bleeding, until my scars mean something
And I'll keep falling, I'll keep bleeding, until my scars mean something
And I'll keep falling, I'll keep bleeding, until my scars mean something to me
Mean something to me, mean something to me, mean something to me

It's my part, it's my scene

It's not somewhere you have been
Take my hand, let's be brave
There's a whole world for us to see

Copyright Dan Etheridge 2020

Sometimes when I’m feeling sad, another night alone              
With no-one here to hold me, no-one calling on the phone
I find a kind of pleasure watching love films on TV
Of other people’s happiness though it seems there’s none for me
       
But tonight it’s New Year’s Eve and I just don’t wanna see
Actors make-believing, pretend love on a screen
Seeing someone else’s love, When I know there’s none for me
I don’t believe there’s any chance of feeling how they feel

Love stories, oh love stories, love stories can’t comfort me tonight
Love stories, oh love stories, love stories can’t comfort me tonight

The candle light is flickering, another night alone
So tired of wishing, waiting for someone to come along
Another night imagining that he was here with me
Sharing from a distance someone’s sweet romantic dream

Watching strangers meeting someone special
Doesn’t make me feel any better
‘Cause I know love isn’t real

Love stories, oh love stories, love stories can’t comfort me tonight
Love stories, oh love stories, love stories can’t comfort me tonight
Love stories can’t comfort me tonight, tonight

Lyrics and melody by Susan Leigh Fenton & Jenevieve Turner
Sung by Jenevieve Turner
Arrangement, instrumentals, production by Nelson Kummer
Copyright Susan Fenton, Nelson Kummer, Jenevieve Turner 2020

Verse
Dawn is breaking and my back is aching and my head is slowly coming through
This shaking surely is mistaken
Another falsely drawing into view

Bridge
And the grease in the pan is long gone rancid
And my clothes are garbage fermented perfume
And I wish that I had long finished sleepin'
And That I had something better to do

Chorus
And I’m soakin', yes I’m soaking

Verse
Another day pickin' through the memories
Searching in hope for the one
Piece of this violated puzzle
That my circular life has become

Bridge
And the grease in the pan is long gone rancid
And my clothes are garbage fermented perfume
And I wish that I had long finished sleepin'
And That I had something better to do

Chorus
And I’m soakin', yes I’m soaking

Bill 'Billdog' Davies, Matt 'Matley' Allen, Duncan 'Barkin' Birch, Brendan 'Ol Yella' Conboy

Lyrics by Bill Davies. Copyright Shaggy Dog Raconteurs 2020
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1-2-3-4
They're asleep in the belly of the beast
Living in a dream, no fantasy
A battle with lucidity
Transmission follows live feed
Can you hear me?
Possessed by a force deep inside
Nothing ever seems to change
Except cuts, their masks, heavyweight state
Destroy hallucination with desire

1-2-3-4
Times they are so treacherous we need to stick together
Now the nights are closing in we need to stick together
Where is the heart and soul we need to come together
When the youths are so damn cold we need to stick together
Times they are so treacherous we need to stick together
Now the nights are closing in we need to stick together
Where is the heart and soul we need to come together
When the youths are so damn cold we need to stick together

1-2-3-4
Weapons come cheap from the factory
Desperate souls made scapegoat
Impotent power of the modern vote
Remember we're united you know?
Moderate blood sucking blues
With cheap designer views
Red top leadership propagates dirty news
Fresh faced youths sent to kill
No definition just orders
What came first the addiction or the drugs?
Modern day thuggery and pinstripe thugs

5-6-7-8
Times they are so treacherous we need to stick together
Now the nights are closing in we need to stick together
Where is the heart and soul we need to come together
When the youths are so damn cold we need to stick together
Times they are so treacherous we need to stick together
Now the nights are closing in we need to stick together
Where is the heart and soul we need to come together
When the youths are so damn cold we need to stick together

I'm in the dark just like you
I'm in the dark just like you
I'm in the dark just like you
I'm in the dark just like you
I'm in the dark just like you
I'm in the dark just like you

Copyright The People's Revolutionary Orchestra of Stroud 2020

Polarised 'cause I'm into my bubble
No surprises we're safe from trouble
terrified by the light of another
pick a fight and we'll run for cover

Careful, there's too many facts
Careful, take it back, take it back

Broken Vinyl, we repeat again again again
everything
are we sure?

Copyright Rob Bradshaw 2020

He’s the coolest breeze
She’s the hottest fire
But they meet in the middle with the same desire
To move together, oh yeah

He knows what he wants
She knows what she needs
To move together through this waking dream with ease
They’re lovers, oh yeah

It’s a kinda feeling

She brings out the best in him
He makes her shine
They’ll dance all night long till the break of dawn
Together to the same tune

It’s a kinda feeling
It’s kinda feeling

Love
The kind that holds you tight  
And sets you free
At the same time
True love

Love
The kind that holds you tight  
And sets you free
At the same time
True love

It's a kinda feeling
It's a kinda feeling
It's a kinda feeling
It's a kinda feeling

It shows in their eyes and on their faces
It’s in their hearts and in their sweet voices
In all their choices

Copyright Megan Crouse 2020

There's a place no-one else can find
Buried deep in her mind
Locked behind her eyes

There's a place no-one else can go
Hid within the silent spaces
In long-forgotten chambers

But they look into her eyes and they see nothing
Nothing at all
Nothing at all
They look into your eyes and you feel nothing
Nothing at all
Nothing at all

It's time we went
Cannot go back to
Find the things we left
That we swore we'd never touch again
 
Turn off the light
Tune into the darkness
It’s time, your time has come

Forget your past
We have a different plan
Forget everything you know

Feed the machine
A life without meaning
Well teach you to ignore

Embers of fear eat away your soul
Fade, fade away into dust

As she looks, she can see what's beyond the horizon
And she knows that she holds the whole world in her palm
And her fingers stretch beyond, beyond the horizon
And her arms wrap around the whole of the world

Written and performed by Jon Collins
Bass, additional strings and arrangements by Dominic Manning

Copyright Someone Somewhere 2020

Everybody’s got a Jekyl and Hyde
Constantly at battle deep inside
You can tell by the look behind those eyes
Everyone’s afraid of losing their minds

It’s no good trying to escape
Doesn’t work attempting to keep them at bay
They won’t listen if you say you need space
You can’t help it by running away

Just because you didn’t mean it, don’t make it not your fault
Just because you can’t control it, don’t get you off the hook
Just because you don’t believe it, don’t make it fake
And just because you don’t deserve it, don’t change your fate

Cos everybody’s got a Jekyl and Hyde
Constantly at battle deep inside
You can tell by the look behind those eyes
We don’t need a closet, skeletons live in our minds

Well I decided to put up a fight I tried with all my might
I didn’t like the way my life was going and I thought I’d take control
And I tried being good, and I tried being bad
I tried it all and I just drove myself mad
And I tried being right, and I tried being wrong
It never mattered, no one cared all along

Cos everybody’s got a Jekyl and Hyde
It’s a battle with no end in sight
Well you can try with all your might
And you may come away with your mind.

Copyright Cat Mead 2020

I see you,
head in your hands,
not knowing what to do.
Feeling stuck at the circus of life.

Who you are,
doesn't fit into this way of being,
where to turn,
where to belong.

What is home for you?
When you're not falling under the sound of crashing clowns.
What is true for you?
away from the strangeness that surrounds you.

There's a whisper in the air,
it's calling your name.
Spirits dancing all around,
can you feel? can you hear?

So come with me,
follow the way the wind blows,
take its lead,
oh be completely free.

What is home for you?
When you're not falling under the sound of crashing clowns.
What is true for you?
Away from the sadness that surrounds you.

There's a whisper in the air,
it's calling your name.
Spirits dancing all around.
Can you feel? Can you hear?

Let it be home for you.
So you're not falling under the sound of crashing clowns.
There is truth in you,
step into the greatness that surrounds you.

You
You.

Copyright Lizi Rayner 2020

I feel a raindrop
Drop on my skin
This is how it begins
Water runs clear
As clean as a smile
But my conscience is heavy
With all the lies...

This is something that I can’t explain
I won’t remember till it happens again
Something that I can’t contain
It always slips away...

I feel a pinprick
Prick in my palm
This is how it starts
Blood runs red
As dead as the pain in my head
And the night is a shadow of the day
And the day is a shadow under my eyes
And my eyes see shadows over the sun...

A pinprick opens up a hole
The hole reveals the raw inside
The flesh and blood beneath my skin
Skin that shields me from the world
World that brings me joy then pain...
Then the rain drops again
And it happens all over again...

I feel a raindrop
Drop in my palm
This is how it starts
Water runs clear
As clean as the smile on my face
And the grace is all part of the disguise
Or are these lies just a figment of my design
When my eyes read fiction between every line?

I see a rainbow
Bow across the sky
Towards me
But it’s always away
The colours are bright
But my conscience is black
And my head hangs heavy
In the heady night...

A pinprick opens up a hole
The hole reveals the raw inside
The flesh and blood beneath my skin
The black and white that turned to grey
The grey that filled the sky with rain...
The drop that overflowed the glass
The glass that shattered in my hand
The shaking hand that wrote these words
Words that tell the story of a life
Life that brings me joy then pain...
Then the pin pricks again
And it happens all over again...

Song recorded with Valfrid Couto (bass) and Lucas Tagore (drums).

Copyright Dominic Gourd 2020

Feeling Your way
Feeling your way
Feeling your way in the dark
There’s no telling
What the night will bring

Get it right, from the start
Fan a flame from a spark
You can’t go wrong if you follow your heart
Feeling your way in the dark

Let your fingers do the walking
Somewhere silence is unbroken
Let your fingers do the talking
Making promises unspoken

Oh, it’s such a state of grace
To be here with you in this magical place
Feeling your way in the dark.

In the dark
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark

Let your fingers do the walking
Somewhere silence is unbroken
Let your fingers do the talking
Making promises unspoken

Each kiss is a stepping stone across a river of dreams
You gotta take the first to find out where the second leads
Feeling your way in the dark

Feeling Your way
Feeling your way
Feeling your way in the dark
There’s no telling
What the night will bring

Copyright Chas de Whalley 2020

She walks tall like a warrior
dances wild like the sea
speaks soft like a lover
plants fiery kisses on me

talks quiet with confidence
sings smooth and steady
each lilting syllable
setting fire and setting free

no crown is required
for everyone can see
this woman is royal
a goddess is she

heavenly and primal
delicate and rough
dont be fooled into thinking
that woman isnt tough

she walks tall like a warrior
dances wild like the sea
speaks soft like a lover
plants firey kisses on me

woman dont be fooled
into thinking you can be ruled
freedom is your birthright
none can take it from you

Copyright 2019 majestic vision music
Lyrics written and performed by Ruby Debonnaire
Music and instruments by threebagsfull
Horns by Dave Andrews and Crispin Hebron

I get to thinking sometimes when I'm alone,
Did I really get all of those things wrong that you said,
And I wonder why it's taken so long,
To say I'm grateful, for all that you done,
I guess my heart just takes a long time to learn,
And I know it wasn't easy, I'm like a candle in the rain,
It can't be easy when you're cut off from the pain,
It's just that my heart takes a long time to warm,
I get to thinking now you're gone
Perhaps it's better I walked this alone anyway,
Still I wonder why it's taken so long,
To say I'm sorry for all that I've done that caused you any pain
It's just my heart again,
And I know it wasn't easy I'm like a candle in the rain,
I didn't make it easy I shut you out again
It's just that my heart takes a long time to warm
I know it wasn't easy, I'm like a candle in the rain
I could have made it easy if I let you share my pain
It's that my heart takes a long time to warm
Of yea my heart takes its time.

Copyright Leon Gerrard 2020

The outset of my life when I met you
The wind dragged the tide out as it blew
Some Gods had played our sails far from home
Chance had drilled its way into my bones

Oh honey now I need to keep this short
I promise I will leave some room for thought
Burn my soul and throw me off the port
No one’s ever hurt me like you

The moment that your fate had struck our ship
The light that cursed you cracked me like a whip
Our wooden post had burned into shard
A wretched piece aimed hard into your heart

I cried and swam for shore till I was sick
All the while your heartbeat stops it’s tick
The winds tickle angered to a kick
The breathes I took turned cold and thick

I was sinking further deeper down
A lifeless body no time to be found
A big white light shone up from underneath
Pulled me in to its arms and to my feet

I see it now I see it so clear
I see your face carved out through blinding fear
It always is and always will be you
Darling oh I wish that were true

Copyright Humm (Arty Jackson & Carys Lewin) 2020

What If life was really just a dream
And I am the dreamer
All around the things I do and see
Are just a dream
Wake up and see

I know it sounds so strange to you
But it’s something you really can’t dismiss
Don’t just believe
Find the truth out for yourself
When you awake
That feeling is bliss

Because this just feels incredible
Life is nearly edible really not comparable and shareable
I want to open your eyes

You think you know what’s going on

And if life was really just a dream
I dreamed when I was lonely
Could it be
The universe is me
Diluted  by indivuality
And if life was really not what it seems
And you are the dreamer
You can manifest a world full of beauty
There is magic in creativity

Chorus

Copyright Brighid Nathanson 2020
Written and performed by Brighid Nathanson
Guitars and Bass by Simon Fiddler
Dubbing by Threebagsfull (Majestic Vision Sound)
Produced by Josh Keating

On the last day, walking up the hill,
Trees branch over, a bitter pill.
In my own way, going through the mill,
In The Heavens, tears spilled

Walk ahead, walk ahead of me please,
Feel the changes, the co-existence gone.
Overhead, overhead comes the breeze,
I need to learn to keep my distance now.

Back for Christmas, feeling it again,
No-one to turn to, but my devil friends.
On the hit list, making no amends,
By the towpath, is this where it ends?

Walk ahead, walk ahead of me please,
Feel the changes, the co-existence gone.
Overhead, overhead comes the breeze,
I need to learn to keep my distance now.

On the last train, back where I was born,
In solitude, some weight had gone.
Find my own way, remember I was torn,
Roll a number, sing a song.

Walk ahead, walk ahead of me please,
Feel the changes, the co-existence gone.
Overhead, overhead comes the breeze,
I need to learn to keep my distance now.

Copyright Luke Clarkson 2020

Once I saw you
Across the field
Singing a song
That you want to sing
Singing it for me
In the field for me

Once I saw you
Up in the sky 
Drawing clouds 
Up in the sky
Doing what you want tonight
You're driving me mad
But I'm not sad

Copyright Phoebe 2020

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down,
That it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.
Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant
But man dieth and wasteth away: yea man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?
 
Lyrics are from the Book of Job
Copyright Tom Johnston 2020

I’ve always loved my tractors
I’m a farming man
and I thought it was an interest we shared
When I talked to her of Masseys, Fordsons and John Deere’s
She looked as if she really truly cared.

But there’s note upon the table and it says “Dear John’
Don’t fire up the Fergie to search for me, I’ve gone
I’m sorry my darling, but I can’t take one more year
Of you tinkering around with your John Deere

Well I thought of all the good times
Trundling through the lanes
With hooting cars backed up for miles behind
We went dutch on our New Holland, our Catch L was a catch
I really thought we were of the same mind

But there’s a note on the table and it says “Dear John
Don’t fire up the Fergie, to search for me , I’ve gone
I’m sorry my darling but I can’t take one more year
Of you tinkering around with your John Deere

Well I went out to the barn
I was in a daze
wondering how I ever would calm down
Put my hands on the Kubota, took comfort from the Fendt
My tears fell slowly on the David Brown

For there’s a note on the table and it says “Dear John
Don’t fire up the Fergie, to search for me , I’ve gone
I’m sorry my darling but I can’t take one more year
Of you tinkering around with your John Deere”

Well I fired up my Field Marshal
It’s a true old friend
Rarer and more precious than a wife
Looked at all the tractors that I’ve gathered over years
Each one bringing joy into my life

But there’s a note on the table and it says “Dear John
Don’t fire up the Fergie, to search for me, I’ve gone
I’m sorry my darling but I can’t take one more year
Of you tinkering around with your John Deere”

But a tractor is cold comfort
Metal is not kind
So I’m going to look for someone I can trust
With oil under her fingernails, a tractor of her own
and a fondness for sanding off the rust

So I don’t care about the note that says “Dear John
Don’t fire up the Fergie, to search for me , I’ve gone
I’m sorry my darling but I can’t take one more year
Of you tinkering around with your John Deere”

Copyright Alison Hustwitt 2020

How can we ever be parted?
Not after all we've shared and seen
In the stories of our lives there is no ending
In the minds behind our eyes the strength to dream
I feel the echoes ringing on
They touch these places now you're gone

Above each path, a guiding star
Behind the mountain sleeps the sea
And there is distance in our dreams
So speak to me
-
No dream can ever be broken
Once set in motion a wish will find its way
In the stories of our lives there is no ending
The sun will always shine on another day
I feel the echoes ringing on
They touch these places now you're gone

Above each path, a guiding star
Behind the mountain sleeps the sea
Beyond the waves these echoes call
Remember me
Above each path, a guiding star
Behind the mountain sleeps the sea
And there is distance in our dreams
So speak to me

Lyric and music by Fergus Ryan; Jammed by Iron Bards
Copyright Fergus Ryan 2020