autumn leaves COVER

down to the river to pray COVER

Las Salant

There is shelter from the smoke, 
under old olive trees. 
As the branches take the hit,
you will dance beneath its leaves.



Dust in our feet

I took the train to waterloo, and buried all my dreams of you. The city has it's own kind of tune, a married mix of jazz and blues.

and I miss the sand beneath my toes, the water and it's mysteries below, I miss the place that I would call home. So take me back to where I belong.

but perhaps for once, I'll stumble upon love 

I took a plane towards the sun, to find out if my heart could be won, by little things and beautiful smiles and I think I may just stay a while. 

but perhaps for once, I'll stumble upon love

I kept my heart inside a cage, to protect it from floating away, towards places I cannot stay and people that would throw it away.

Frances Daws