You know deep house? Well, this is deep bedsit.This is the sort of song I write when I'm drunk, it turns out. It's also inevitably sort of about lockdown.

Lyrics:

Take it as read,
I don’t get out enough these days.
Live in my head,
My eyes have gone their separate ways.
Make what you will
Of my indolence in staying here.
Drinking my fill,
From the oceans of my hemisphere.
Never follow me,
I don’t know where I’m going, mate.
Drifting in the sea,
The tide is out, it’s getting late.
The tide is out, it’s getting late.

Counting the sand,
The devil’s making work for me.
My idle hands,
Were made for this emergency.
Take me off to war,
And point me at the fortress walls.
This is what I’m for,
I’m here to watch your order fall.
I’m here to watch your order fall.

I have been shown
The workings of the universe.
If I had known,
I’m sure it would have been much worse.
Knowledge is power,
And power only causes pain.
Each passing hour
The poison seeps into my brain.
Keep me in the dark.
There’s so much I don’t want to know.
Leave me off the ark.
Just let me feel the water flow.
Just let me feel the water flow.

A long weight

This page will contain odds and sods; my own solo stuff, Team Sofa things with LJ Bullen and Rhinoceros demos, to name but three types of thing.

A long weight

Andy Haring