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Emma Broughton: flute, backing vocals
Dimitri Dedonder: drums, backing vocals
Florian Duboé: backing vocals
Benoît Guivarch: bass, backing vocals
Orouni: guitars, vocals
Raphaël Thyss: piano, trumpet, bugle, backing vocals

Composed and written by Orouni
Recorded and mixed at Studios Davout by Tony Halet
Mastered by Rémi Salvador @ Climax Mastering

Son Of Mystery

A Bigger Sky 

Compass

SERF'S LIFE

Everyone needs a positive force in their life
A child needs a mother or a father to say
Well done, you’re brilliant 
But it’s not just children who need it 

Everyone needs to feel they are part of their world 
A sense of direction and a place to belong
To feel they are valued
And are worth somebody’s attention

Positive Force

This song is about unfortunate love. Sometimes poeople lose each other because of unexpected circumstances. They can not do anything. And lose the dearest person in their life. It's hard to believe that it happened.

Don't Leave Me Alone

Rookery Live recording with 
George E Harris Alison O'Melia David Rothon Agata Liswoska
Erik Moore and Mark Hill 
at Demerara Records Vanishing Point 
Ivy House NunHead South London December 2018
Recording by Jono Podmore
Photograph by Paul Cooke

Music by Rookery
Words by George E Harris 

Vs IN THE WINDOW
It’s not so fictional, holding on this thread.
Strengths in the bare cords laid open and in front.
The parts we perform in this ongoing play.
This theatre in knuckle rides looking to the sides in all.

Advance to the board,
Tears of edges, people at source.
Rationing of supply, sustaining the whys.
Question the facts as the rubble is piling.

Syncopated games in conflict aboard this mid-day journey.
Suns are high through the east and west horizons.
In the back talking over each other in co-ordinated chaos.
Conversational variants by land, sea and sky.
The secret payments in order to disrupt the given process.

Orders now projected from valleys afield, proverbial in bright eyes.
The v in the window could be a tick.
Real eyes are now needed in fluctuating appearances.
Headlong into abominable implications through manipulated discourse.
Payed for by the twisted minds, a few gaining on this climate of fear.

Routes in and routing out secrets of those vanished.
Power in the hand, performers in the fields.
Acting on lands, transversing the deep flow.
Whipping up the dust in a quake of murmuring shouts.
Oh, we have not finished it yet!

Also published as text in the publication
AND THEN IT COMES BLOWING 
poetic expressions of George E Harris  2017

Published by London Poetry Books / William Cornelius Harris Publishers https://www.londonpoetrybooks.com/product/come-blowing-poetic-expressions-george-e-harris/

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Vs In The Window

Night Heart

On Your Mind by Jaunt
Release Date: February 27th 2019
Mixed by Ellis Tucker 
Mastered by Joao Carvalho
Artwork by Kyle Berger

Thank you for being u

Jaunt

On Your Mind

Lyrics

St Louis, Missouri 
Three brothers playing games 
One looks through his father’s drawers 
A fatal mistake 

Parents startled to the sound of bang 
Rushed up, saw one son on the ground 
Another with a gun in his hand 
He thought it was a toy 

Wake up America 
Ban the gun 
How much longer can this go on? 
This senseless killing 
Ban the gun 
It’s time to right this wrong 

Down in Parkland Florida 
High school in a safe town 
Torn apart by a young man 
Angry with the world he shot 17 down 

The classroom’s now quiet 
Mourning the innocent 
They all saw it coming 
History repeats 

Wake up America 
Ban the gun 
How much longer can this go on? 
This senseless killing 
Ban the gun 
It’s time to right this wrong 

500,000 young voices unite 
Marching and roaring in rage 
500,000 young voices unite 
Marching in hope for a change 

500,000 young voices unite 
Marching and roaring in rage 
500,000 young voices unite 
Marching in hope for a change 

Wake up America 
Ban the gun 
How much longer can this go on? 
This senseless killing 
Ban the gun 
It’s time to right this wrong 

Wake up America 
Ban the gun 
How much longer can this go on? 

Wake up America 
(Ban the gun) 

Wake up America 
(Ban the gun) 

Wake up America 
(Ban the gun) 
It’s time to right this wrong


credits
released February 6, 2019 
Music by Ella Patenall 
Lyrics by Ella Patenall and Nasreen Toorabally 
Recorded and co-produced by Paul Riches
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Wake up America! (Ban the Gun)

Symmetry

Following You’, is described by Folk Radio UK as ‘a piercing light breeze from the Irish sea. It possesses a memorable hook that will sit in your head for days, repeating itself with a relentlessness that reveals a pop sensibility Siobhan should absolutely not suppress. If this track could be compared to anyone, I’d plump for Clannad in their imperial 1980s phase. The layered voices and overlapping lines are a tonic for the ear.


I am older than I was 
Reflected in the glass 
I am summer turned to rain 
A figure from the past 

And all the while I’m following you 
Stepping close behind 
Turning circles 
Time again 
The way you stalk my mind 

I was your only one 

Now my house is full of ghosts 
You know them all by name 
You know anger 
You know grief 
But hope’s the one I blame 
She reels me in and pulls me close 
I’m tethered like a kite 
Oh spool me out 
Let me go 
Your heart has taken flight 

But oh she pulls me down again, again, again, again oh… 

Piece by piece 
Bit by bit 
We pulled ourselves apart 
Till the pieces won’t all fit 
Is that my soul? 
Was this your heart? 
And if we were much greater than 
The sum of all these things 
Why do we have to analyze the joy that they could bring 

It’s gonna pull me down again, again, again, again, oh… 
Now you pull me down again, again, and oh what then? 

And all the while 
I’m following you 
Falling far behind 
Broken like the memory 
You cannot call to mind.

Icarus Girl

Following You (Radio Edit)

Revelations

It's Time She Said.

Aint got no book no coat to bring ya
Aint got no heart no bone to share
Just my hand on yours now, she said
It’s time she said 
it’s time she said

Your mind is full of diamonds and they’re
Sparkling in your eyes yet young
Take you not of age or time now, she said
It’s time she said
 it’s time she said

Hear from your fathers’ house now
Born of your mothers light
Press your swollen cheek to mine now, she said
It’s time she said, it’s time she said

It’s time she said, 
it’s time she said
It’s time she said, 
Aint got no book no coat to bring ya
Aint got no heart no bone to share
Just my hand on yours now, she said
It’s time she said, 

To come on home
Lets go home
Come on home
Let’s go home

It's Time She Said

Object

Letter From Lucifer

THE ROAD MOST TRAVELLED

Wayward Fires

Glorious

Echoy piano pox musings. Just enough time to listen befre tea time.

How delightful a pox

MATT MEREPORT - How Delightful, A Pox !

How Long for Me and My Species?

One forget two
Too forlorn to

Like chalk on the paper, you can’t see
Mist in a valley, mystery
Fog as far as the eye can see
Got myself into bad company

Screaming with no volume, no sound
Wish my head could turn it all around
A smile is just a frown laid on its head
Tell me how love wins all in the end

Tell me how love wins all in the end
Tell me how we’ll always be good friends
Tell me how ours is a bond that never breaks, it never ends

It’s You.

You said, “darling, please, don’t turn away”; 
And then you turned away
You read stories in the lines of my hands, behind my eyes
Don’t you understand?
It’s You

It’s You.

It's You

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