6993383-old-piano-music-photoI sang and played bass for this band, ‘the silent reach’. Included in the playlist at the bottom are all of my bands recordings and the last 3 tracks are my own… First here are the lyrics.


Melancholy Love Song
A course line
A fallen hair
A sharp pain
When it comforts your despair
Muffled noise
It is here
Hot coffee shivering
People everywhere
Now I ask, is it me
Oh your face is shining
So comfortably

His blood runs,
He’s got thoughts of home
He’s jerky in pulse
No-one can condone
Through the door
There’s this salt water
Away they walk
Behind the slaughter
Now I asks is it me
Oh your face is shining
So comfortably

 

Teddy Bears
My world was once
So small and so old
Now it’s so clear, and there”s nothing to fear
Nothing more to expect

Watching my life
Writing my way
Turning around, seeing the ground, it’s all
Miles away

 

I’ve Been Dying 

I’ve been dying, I’ve been trying to see
And now, I see what I can see

I’ve been seeing, that there’s nothing
I’ve been feeling, that there’s one thing
I am in a pale man
I have a weak heart, I have a pale hand

I’ve been dying, I’ve been trying to feel
And now, I feel what I can feel

I’ve been seeing now
I’ve been feeling now
I’ve been dying now
I’ve been trying now
I am in a pale man, I have a weak heart, I have a pale hand

I’ve been dying, I’ve been trying to see
And now, I see what I can see

I’ve been seeing, that there’s nothing
I’ve been feeling, that there’s one thing
I am in a pale man, I have a weak heart, I have a pale hand

 

Flash

Every time I’m standing here
And that room was never before me
I hear no voice
I remind myself
I hear
No voice

Every time I see your face
I don’t know if it’s yours or mine
I shock myself
I mean shock myself
And this
I can’t even say

Every time I look at you
your mediocre hotch potch Christs
They do me in
I do me in
I can’t hear what you mean to say
it’s a flash

Lifting up with here white face painted
Swimming with the treasures I never knew
I feel alright
I feel alright
I know what you mean
when you say that to me

And the ash and the tables with the places filled
every time i’m hearing you
bath me now
make me white
but don’t
Prey like her

every time I see that face
I don’t know if it’s yours or mine
can’t touch it
can’t say it
can’t see it
Can’t hate it
I can’t hear what you mean to say it’s a flash

Lifting up and I’m shivering still
reeling in the ruins that i never knew
and i feel alright
i feel alright
and i know what you mean
when you say that to me

bath me now
make me white
whiter than snow

lifting up now
I feel alright now
I see what you say
feel what you say
see what you mean to say
what you mean to say
what you mean to touch

Settling Things

Now it is time, so weary this time
Settle these things, settle my things
You know I never tired this easily
Or thought and fought so randomly
Tell me again, settle these things
My things this time, my mother my bed
You know I never told you about, that story always troubled me

There was this man and he was healing things
Dusting through those dusty shelves
Running round with gleaming eyes
Grieving over grown old man
And another man and a woman too
Doing things and doing more
And this man watched and troubled much
Grieving Feeling Failing still

Yes and that time, even that time
Kept to diffuse, always anxious
You know I never tired this easily
Or thought and fought so randomly
Tell me again there was these men
Speaking as though settling things
You know I still am telling you
I cannot always think of it like that

There was this man and he was healing things
Dustin through those dusty shelve
Running round with gleaming eyes
Grieving over grown old man
And another man and a woman too
Doing things and doing more
And this man watched and troubled much
Grieving feeling grieving still

I remember him, remember me
I tire over settling things
Settling things with him and me
My aching forgetful memory
And don’t you ever grieve on me
It tires me from settling things
This time, this time I’m setting it right
I grieve on that old man in me

 

Still

Carrying the chance meetings
The surprises of the unusual proportions, tall
And still no taller
It is startled
I am sitting
And watching
It is smarting
Now the remembering
Of much before her
The attitudes
And the pauses
Shouldering the dark longing
Quietly jeering drawing circles for
The many wishes
Now the fumblings
The dizzy ardent birth place
The staunch set answers
The dizzy birth place
Raising the fateful mornings
Carefully whispering
Binding the feet
The many instructions
The glimpses
The aspects
The shades
The colours
You are a wash
Echoes wavering
Form deep blue dark glazed
And swirling
Portent and shimmering
Awe still burning out
The feeling that this isn’t enough
The feeling that this isn’t enough
The feeling that this ain’t enough

 

Three

I am of three
I am of you, here is my body
I dream of you
I’m here to please you
I will believe you
I’m here to help you
I will not leave you

I am of three
I am of you, here is my body
I will believe you
I will not leave you

Easy now, I have written, slowly, I recall
There are terms in that, unspoken, gently, a carried tone
Whence my father walked, on tired, as his father too, before him together, there you are
It’s all that, ever mattered here, and now this fades away, quite so

 

Train

Sleep
Buzzing
I am on the bus, no, the train
I am on the train, something’s happening, this is not clear
The train
Out of the window, I won’t describe this, moving on
The train
This is no clear, the desert, a shanty town, I describe this
Poor, squalor, something is going on, changing
This is not clear here, something’s going on
The train
This is not clear here, somethings happening, moving on

Sleep
Buzzing
This is not clear
Train
Our of the window, I won’t describe this, moving on
The train
This is clear the desert a shanty town, I describe this
Poor, squalor, somethings going on
Sink
Things are not the same, this is not clear, something’s going on
The train
This is not clear here, this just ain’t clear
Moving on

 

She Fall

I have come
At the end
I know this
You’ve heard this
Da da da da da
She, Fall, Trouble
It is clear
Where we are
Where we sit
Da da da da da
Now I remember
This was to be
The time of
The imagination
The great change
But I imagine so little
And you’ve heard this before
So last of all
This over and over and over
This over
She, Fall, Trouble