Solace

Two Minds

Lately, I’m in, I’m in two minds.
See one is mine, the other a man in a suit.
Daily, I am torn, between freedom and his handful of loot.
And he stands there, between me, and what I live to do.

Lately I’ve been dreaming, of the warmth of summers ago.
Frankly I’ve been slipping into the darkness below.

Lately I’ve opened my own eyes.
Maybe that day opened my mind.
Maybe, I’ll go my own way.

Daily, I am torn, between freedom and his handful of loot.
And he stands there, between me, and what I.
And he stands there, between me and what I live to do.

Lately I’ve been dreaming, of the warmth of summers ago.
Frankly I’ve been slipping into the darkness below.
No, no, no, no slave to the thought of success.
No, no, no, am I breathing for two minds today?

Lately I’ve opened my own eyes.
Maybe that day opened my mind.
Maybe, I’ll go my own way.

Emma

Wednesday night, and your best friend is the logo above your breast.
Try your best to try and seem the happiest.
Insist you do the best of what you make.
It’s all a bluff, for a royal fake.

How long?
Give it time, you don’t know,
how to change, oh no.
Look outside, you might just realise,
that the clouds of May,
mightn’t be here to stay oh.

Glimpses of the Emma of old.
People change as far as I’m told.
Losing it all to try and fit the mold.
How long till you start to fold?

Wednesday night, and your best friend is the logo above your breast.
Try your best to try and seem the happiest.
Insist you do the best of what you make.
It’s all a bluff, for a royal fake.

How long?
Give it time, you don’t know,
how to change, oh no.
Look outside, and you might just realise,
that the clouds of May,
might just drift away.

Home

Take me down to the oceanside, where the sky is blue and hope is high.
You went left and I went right, didn’t get much sleep last night.
Take me down to the oceanside, where the grass is green and the girls are fine.
Take me away so far from the city, I want out, so fuck this committee.

(ooh oh oh oh) x 2
I’m comin home, I’m comin home.
(ooh oh oh oh) x 2
I’m on the road, I’m on the road.

Take me down to the oceanside, where the sky is blue and hope is higher.
You went left and I went right, didn’t get much sleep last night.
Take me away so far from the city, I want out from all this negativity.

(ooh oh oh oh) x 2
I’m comin home, I’m comin home.
(ooh oh oh oh) x 2
I’m on the road, I’m on the road.

Take me away so far from the city, I want out from all this.
I gave you all that I could give and you wouldn’t even let me live.
(ooh oh oh oh) x 2
I’m comin home, I’m comin home.
I’m comin home, I’m comin home.

Oversupply

White sand, blue water.
A woman cries in front of her daughter.
There’s more than meets the eye,
this town is oversupplied.
White sand, blue water.
A woman cries in front of her daughter,
more than meets the eye,
this town is oversupplied.

Blue skies, hazy eyes.
Look around, all I see is lies.

Worn out faces and empty halls,
an eerie silence that chills my soul.
I don’t know where to go,
nothing changes and I feel small.

White sand, blue water.
A woman cries in front of her daughter.
There’s more than meets the eye,
this town is oversupplied.
White sand, blue water,
Freedom lays over the border.
Feel the coldness of the cry, blame the leader (in) we confide.

Blue skies, hazy eyes.
Look around, it’s your own demise.

White sand, blue water.
A woman cried in front of her.
More than meets the eye,
this town is oversupplied.
White sand, blue water.
A woman cries in front of her.
More than meets the eye,
this town is oversupplied.
Blue skies and hazy eyes.
An eerie silence that chills my soul.

Shutter

A click of a shutter, and light couldn’t seep back in.
Unease of mind manifested within.
Eyes blank and empty, there’s no one home.
Surrounded by the light of his loved ones, he felt alone.

Six months of night, an eerie cold.
A click of a shutter, no more light.
Six months of night, an eerie cold.
A click of a shutter, no more light.

A click of a shutter, light couldn’t seep back in.
Unease of mind manifested within.
Eye’s blank and empty, there’s no one home.
Surrounded by the light of his loved ones he felt alone.

No valley view could cure,
the warmest kiss couldn’t mend.
Smiles fewer and fewer,
the shutter led me to the end.

Calmness in the chaos,
oh how our minds betray us.
Calmness in the chaos,
oh how our minds betray us.
Calmness in the chaos,
oh how our minds betray us.

Calais Road

Calais Road

I am under the weather,
Rather than lay limp in my bed,
Took a drive down Calais Road.

It’s an awkward, overcast day in May.
Northerlies ahead of the first cold front,
of Winter 2018.

And there’s no crowd today,
at my local cafe’.

*Whistles x 1

Two of my best mates,
and a curious willy wag-tail.
Hopped beneath our legs for longer than usual.
Too quick to assume, maybe he was a she.
I recall my father saying how,
His mother dearly loved these little birds.

And he’s not openly spiritual,
but he once told me she’s always watching close by.
Not openly spiritual,
but he once told me she’s always watching close by.
Not openly spiritual, 
but he once told me she’s always watching from above.

* Whistles x 2

Studied the silence,
swift shuffle one whistle and,
picked up two crumbs and she flew on by.

Partly Cloudy

Red Moon

I don’t know where I’m going, roaming blind.
As long as I’ve got you by my side, in the red moon light.
It’ll be alright,
just fine.

Comforting memories of summer rain on wheat,
soothing rustle of the pines in the easterlies.
Open spaces, that let me breathe.

A lone tree, in the valley.
See, I am distant.
My roots grounded,
but not where I want to be.
Barren and shaking, 
in this chilling westerly breeze.
A persistent yearning, for the simple life,
that puts my mind at ease.

I don’t know where I’m going, roaming blind.
As long as I’ve got you by my side in the red moon light.
It’ll be alright,
just fine.

Radiate life into the daily sun my dear,
wildfire, spreading hope and love into the hearts of those who fear.
It’ll be alright,
in the red moon light.

Drift

Every July, I’ll head out into the woods.
Think of my shoulds and coulds.
My thoughts drift in the cool jetstream.

I’m just trying to make sense of what it all means.
How many souls drift on by, unappeased by what was fixed in my sights.

Let it all drift.
Let it all drift.
Let it all drift.
Let it all drift.

Every July, I’ll head out into the woods.
Think of my shoulds and my coulds.
My thoughts drift in the cool jetstream. 

I’m just trying to make sense of what it all means.
How many souls drift on by unappeased by what was fixed in my sights.
Everything’s backwards? Or is it I?

Let it all drift.
Let it all drift.
Let it all drift.
Let it all drift.

Let it all drift my friend, 
because one day it won’t matter.
Let it all drift my friend,
because when you die, 
your legacy won’t last.

Single Cloud

She told me, you can focus on a single cloud in the sky.
But you mightn’t notice the beauty in the others passing by.
Blinded by fixation,
I never noticed the healing sun in the corner of my eye.

See I’ve been missing for sometime now.
No pin-point on an atlas my dear,
but a state of mind.
You can hold my hand,
but I wouldn’t be by your side.

So long, so long.
So long, so long.
I’ve been longing, to relate.
So long, so long.
So long, so long.
I’ve been longing to find,
someone of my kind.

Silhouettes

I know it’s black and white,
still I search for you.
Hoping we’d cross paths,
so I could tell you the truth.

With open arms, I search for you.
Hoping that we’d cross paths.
So I can, tell you the truth.

Everytime I close my tired eyes,
I’m seeing silhouettes of you.
I’ve searched far and wide,
through vivid dreams at night.
Yet everytime I get close,
I realise it’s a mirage.

I think of you.
Where are you now?
Do you think of me too?
That I doubt.

Solitude is hard to come by,
when I’m seeing silhouettes of you.
And I’ve searched far and wide,
through vivid dreams at night.

But everytime I get close.
Everytime I get close.
Everytime I get close,
it’s a mirage.

I thought I’d missed my fare,
if only you could see the colours that line my skull, my mind.
Vibrant reds and blues, masking the darker shades that came before you.
To little avail washed away by the tides of your lack of care.
Four circles around the sun, and still no, no word.

Everytime I close my tired eyes,
I’m seeing straight through your shroud of lies.
Two cold hands covering my sight.

Partly Cloudy

Ragged cliffs and windblown lines,
on a partly cloudy sky.
Red Earth fills my eyes,
on a bright blue sunny day.

How lucky I am, to be alive.
For what lay in front of my eyes,
I can’t begin to comprehend in my mind.

No longer do the days float on by,
the northwest warmth breathing new life.
An eagle soaring high on a bright blue sunny day.
A reminder that we are small, 
a small part of Earth and sky.

And how lucky I am to be alive.
For what lay in front of my eyes,
I can’t begin to comprehend.
I guess that’s the beauty itself.

Breathe my friend,
and you’ll see colour return to the hillside.
Breathe my friend,
soak in all the patterns of the skies.
Slow down,
don’t let the beauty pass your eyes.
Slow down,
savour your time.

How lucky I am, to be alive.