the red wine is goin' to my head 
and i ought be goin' off to bed
but i'm dreamin' still of 
great things to come 
thinkin' about the time when we'll be 
free from

'n i'm thinking about time 
you were feelin' right
the rain went over your head 
'n left you petrified 
as soon as the winds had called 
to shout out loud 
your new name 
it's hard to see when your shadows nearly fade

can you wake from this one this time

do you remember when we 
were up north ridin' with psychopaths 
oh they carried bottles of blackened 
whatever it was 
they were whacked 
we were there with them a while trapped trapped on
do you reckon we made it thru that night 
just to get back to time 
sweet time

it doesn't figure out
what is

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5dvAHYSN4Yk

head in the clouds

I try not to force the song writing process
...to let the songs write themselves...

head in the clouds

cam-o the chameleon