On Deep England (Ian Roure) 
Somewhere...
A golden afternoon, pint of mild,
Creased cricket whites
Somewhere...
A different history
Made a different present you'd like
Empire declined, industrial rewind, 
Reality refined...
(chorus)
Your Deepest dreams have new life
Now you gave up the mental fight
You can almost feel from clouded hills
Your feet alight...
On Deep England

Somehow...
Your fainted form was found
And a tonic was prescribed
Somehow...
Then you saw the vision 
And your fainted form revived
Escher-like design, your saviour ever kind
Has graciously resigned...

When you close you eyes
You can see quite clearly
The future comes alive 
Like a cartoon on TV...Oh, oh...
When you close your eyes 
They've got you easy
Selling to the blind
The world you'd like to see
If you just believe...

On Deep England

Progressive Retro-Pop: guitar pop & rock with psychedelic & folk-ish tendencies.
“...slacker pop with an Anti-Folk edge for the anti-Trump movement” - Nightshift magazine
“Brilliantly lyrical, darkly funny”
"Ray Davies channeled through the prism of peak-era, mid-90s Blur...""Majestically Jangly" - New York Music Daily
Lucid Culture says "(Ian Roure is) a sort of missing link between Ray Davies & Robyn Hitchcock"

On Deep England

Dada Paradox