A Meta-Love Song.


I got lost in the detail ,

Of pain and precision ,

I worked through the nighttime ,

revising a vision, of ,

A world without numbers colours and meaning,

Were thoughts about thinking are only revealing.....


That Emotions are labels, and words are all empty,

I stood in the desert, with nothing to tempt me,

To Remember the memories of when I was living,

And though I was sinful, you were always forgiving (of me).


And as the clouds eclipse the horizon,

And the sun hides above,

The poets, the artists, and the singers

Are too scared to sing of love ,

Will no-one want to sing of love?


Awh you didnt have to change, you didnt have to change your mind ....

But I did but i did but i did ....

Awh you didnt have to leave you didn’t have to leave me behind....

But I did but i did but i did..


And as the clouds eclipse the horizon,

And the sun hides above,

The poets, the artists, and the singers

Are too scared to sing of love ,

And no one wants to sing of love.


lost in the detail ,

pain and precision ,


( I didn’t have to change I didn’t have to change my mind)


worked through the nighttime ,

revising a vision,


( I didn’t have to leave, I didn’t have to leave you behind)


world without numbers colours and meaning, thoughts about thinking are only revealing.....


Emotions are labels, words are all empty,

stood in the desert, nothing to tempt me,


Remember the memories of when I was living,

though I was sinful, you were always forgiving (of me)

A Meta - Love Song

Morning,Evening

Yes!

I see you in the morning, lying in our bed,
Wonder what's going on inside your head?
Weight upon my shoulders,
Tears upon your brow
Wonder what the hell, we are now?

When the world enters let it in ,
Pray for forgiveness before the sin…
I am young and holy, can’t you see..
When Im without you, Im not me??

I took out your letters
I read them all out loud
But nobody listened in that crowd..

Repeat the pattern over once again
Separate the women from the men
You are young and holy, don’t you know
Every-time I leave you, I never go….

I know why you do it
why you push me away
You only ever do it….
To make me stay….

Bailey & Darling, 2023

Your Letters

Funny there’s a map and a key to your soul, 
Funny that you don’t have the need to control,
Based on love for sure,
A heart on a purple door…
Fruit is always sweeter if you climb the tree,
Sourness is the only other remedy,
Two minds think as one,
The colour of the Persian Sun…
Chorus
Whatever happened to the morning, 
The bubbles growing in your blood,
The first ritual of Mehr,
Is so good…is so good..
Hey hey hey….


Funny how Rumi always writes for you,
Funny how the song needs a songbird too,
Based on hope, for sure,
Dancing on a perfumed floor…
Looking for each other, trying to dodge the bombs,
We were both inside each other all along,
Two faces become one,
The Colour of the Persian Sun
Chorus
Whatever happened to the night-time,
Bubbles floating in your blood,
Another Ritual of Mehr 
is so good, Is so good….
Hey hey hey….


Final Chorus
Whatever happens in this lifetime?
Bursting bubbles just for fun,
The final ritual of Mehr,
Has Begun, Has Begun….
Hey Hey Hey

Rituals of Mehr

On a Bullet Train from Tokyo to Kyoto.....
Am I still a prisoner or am I free???

Tokyoto

A journey from New Orleans to Oaxaca that brought about some immense strangeness which somehow made perfect sense...well in this song at least...

Oaxaca

Here I am
Here is a song they said I would never write.
Here is a world sailing into the light.

Here is a life that I never thought could be,
Here is your heart, beating inside of me.

Did I tell that I wanted you?
Don't want to be without you?
Can we do something a bit differently?
Like change you eyes?
Or move your hand?
Or break me down?

Here I am trying to be true,
Here I am breathing outside of you
Breathing beside you
Breathing inside of you..

Here I Am.

Hello Master 
          
Hello master, hello master can you hear me?
I am in the water, in the water but just breathing...
I was born in the underworld I was shown a sight that would never leave me 
I lay on my belly as you walked on the floor, a sight that would never leave me.

You said, "My time is coming round".
You said  "My time is coming round".
Let the sun shine down on me.

Hello master, hello master, you know they are grieving,
There is nothing left now, nothing left that was worth leaving.
You preached to us, you prayed for us, you told us all life was getting better.
Alternative facts became our truth, but no-one, no-ones feeling better.

You said, "My time is coming round".
You said  "My time is coming round".
Why did we listen to you?

Why did we listen to you......

Hello master, hello master we have had enough now.
We can control you, we can control you and we know how.
Its time for you to pay the price, its time for you, time for you to listen.
Times itself is running out, so we are forced, forced to make you listen,

You said, "My time is coming round".
You said  "My time is coming round".
I think this is the end of it?

Hello Master.

A song about those in the dark and those in the light.

Are they sleeping? (Pre-Recording Demo Preview)

The Experiment

Do You? (A Pre-recording demo)

The Question

Nothing Remains

Lyrics-

The Loneliest Town in America.

I'm travelling out to Ohio, I am travelling out again,
Gonna find myself a vacant soul and give it all my pain,
Too many men have lost their way on this open road,
Or carry the weight of those that hate the never ending load.

I'll move on out to Iowa to meet the rolling hills,
And find myself an empty heart and fill it with my ills,
Too many men have broken down on the Spirit lake,
Or learned to feel, but not to heal, to give but never take.

I'll cross on into Idaho, down the Bitterroot range,
And find myself an open mind and fill it with my rage,
Too many men have fallen foul at the River of no Return,
Or silently, failed to see, there was nothing left to learn.

I'll settle down in Loyalton, Californ-i-a,
And fill it with my loneliness until my dying day,
Too many men will walk this road looking for a friend,
Too many though, will chose to go, before the journey ends.

The Loneliest Town In America.

Gender Envy

The Luckiest Man (In Rock & Roll)

Now,Voyager #3.

You know its getting late now
And we are reaching land,
There's so many things about you,
I don’t understand.

I watch you at the piano
From the inside of my mind,
And I can see you yearning
from behind...

Sing to me Now Voyager.
Let me hear that voice.
If I could give you anything.
I would give you choice.
I would give you choice.

From the seaside of your home town
And the summer parade.
I can see you writing
In your unmade bed.

You know where I live now
In The loneliest town in the world,
If I could only meet you
half way from there.

Sing to me Now Voyager.
Let me hear that voice.
If I could give you anything.
I would give you choice.
I would give you choice.

Now, Voyager #3.

Us or Them?

People are poison.....people are poison.....poison the people....the people are poison... 

Do you want to know how to control their minds?

Would you like to know how to leave them all behind?

Keep the children in the cage!
Kill their spirit! kill their rage! 

Let’s not pretend ....it’s Us or Them.


It’s best to lie to them, they cannot handle what is true.

It’s best to keep them blind so they never know its you. 

Let the Earth burn for gold.
Drain their bodies ...Drain their souls. 

Let’s not pretend ....it’s Us or Them. 

And in the end, it’s Us or Them. 

People are poison.....people are poison.....poison the people....The people are poison...

Us Or Them?

A Strange Change.

Something strange is happening to your world.
Money matters more than self-esteem.
Nothing is normal when all is what it seems.

Something strange is happening to your world.

Beautiful vision,
Television lies.
Update your profile, the wolf has no disguise.
Defined by an image, show you really care.
Something is changing you can feel it in the air.

Something strange is happening to your world.
Something strange is happening to your world.
Something strange is happening to your world.

The future’s forgotten, the past you can’t forgive.
No ones decided on the best way that you live.

Something strange is happening to your world.
Something strange is happening to your world.
Something strange is happening to your world.

Dreams of perfection, 
A sympathetic smile, 
You cancel the guilty and you put them up on trial.
Your chaos is order control it if you dare, 
Something is changing you can feel it in the air.


Something is changing you can feel it in the air. 
Something is changing you can feel it in the air. 
Something is changing you can feel it in the air.

Bailey/Darling 2021.

A Strange Change.

A Falling Robin are UK group split between Wigan and Newcastle, via Belfast and Leeds, who write and record their own music. The nucleus of the band are the two main songwriters and singers, Rachel Darling and Robin d Bailey. A-chance meeting on Soundcloud after Robin heard Rachels original songs, and vice versa, resulted in a mutual respect and appreciation for each others sound and songwriting. A partnership that has now evolved into quite a unique sound with some very emotionally laden songs produced. We have been played on BBC Lancs, BBC Merseyside and BBC6 music. We suspect Kate Bush and Bob Dylan listen to us, however we know they would never say...
“A Falling Robin hits that sweet spot, that is so rare, between classical song writing, assured playing and a yearning emotional beautiful vocal delivery”   Tom Robinson BBC 6 Music.

A Falling Robin

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