words and music K Gennery


little bird, guess you have flown
over many an ocean exploring the globe

please be my eyes cause ill never see
the seven wonders of the world describe them to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

little bird tell me where have you been
have you circled the earth hey what have you seen

good or bad happy and sad
does it make you confused as the news does to me
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

tell me is it true what they say
that the lungs of our planet are being cut away

when you come back
ill be waiting for you
when you come back
ill be waiting for you

Little Bird

Dance tune by and performed on the harp by Vanessa Wood-Davies arr. Peacock's Tale. Vocal Maz. Percussion and dance calls Gaz. Lyric by Peacock's Tale. We tell the story of the Great Fire of Lynn and what the visionary Margery Kempe did there and also what she said and did when a heresy court threatened her with death by fire and on a late voyage when confronted with death by water.

St Margaret's is burning but Jesus tells me
Here in my mind that all shall be well.
"Shall I carry the Sacrament towards the fire?"
Asks our priest. - Sir, yes. And to hell.

St Margaret's is burning; I'm urging the Lord
Here in my mind, let the high heavens snow
To quench this fire and ease my heart's woe.
"A Miracle!" cries Lynn, till my heart's tears flow.

Out of my gender, out of my class and out of my mind,
Out of my body and leaving the age I was born to behind,
Where priests hurry Mass, to get back to their lusts, pies, slanders and beer:
Fruit gorged by a bear and discharged from its rear.

Now I'm old and wounded, the Lord God tells me
Here in my mind, You must go to Danzig.
I excuse you, escort you and lead you, for I
Am above your confessor, although he bans it.

Who shall be against you, the Lord God tells me
Here in my mind, then a friar says it too.
In storm and war, through slander and curse
Who shall be against, if I am with you?

Out of my gender, out of my class and out of my mind,
Out of my time and leaving the life I was born to behind,
Where priests hurry Mass, to get back to their lusts, pies, slanders and beer
And my woman's words must be wasted in tears.

Originally composed with Vanessa for the Songs from Skirting Heresy album (and the soundtrack for the play of that name performed in Sept 2018 at Margery's church, Lynn Minster) and performed by we three as part of the Penland Phezants.

From the Book of Margery Kempe:

After this she went homewards again, until she came to West Lynn. When she was there, she sent into Bishop's Lynn for her husband, for Master Robert (Springolde) her confessor, and for Master Aleyn, a doctor of divinity, and told them in part of her tribulations. And afterwards she told them that she wold not come home to ~Bishop's Lynn until such time as she had been to the Archbishop of Canterbury for his letter and his seal.
"For when I was before the Archbishop of York," she said, he wold give no credence to my words, inasmuch as I didn't have my Lord of Canterbury's letter and seal. And so I promised him that I would not come to Bishop's Lynn until I had my Lord of Canterbury's letter and seal."
And so she took her leave of the said clerks, asking their blessing, and went on with her husband to London. When she got there, she was soon successful over her letter from the Achbishop of Canterbury. And so she stayed in the City of London a long time, and was very well received by many worthy men.
Afterwards, she was going towards Ely on her way home to Lynn, and she was three miles from Ely, when a man came riding after them at great speed, and crested her husband and her also, intending to take them both to prison. He cruelly rebuked them and utterly reviled them, repeating many reporting word. And at last she asked her husband to show him my Lord of Canterbury's letter. When the man had read the letter he spoke handsomely and kindly to them, saying, "Why didn't you show me your letter before?"
And so they parted from him, and then came to Ely, and from there home to Lynn, where she suffered much humiliation, much reproof, many a scorn, many a slander and many a curse.
And on one occasion a reckless man, caring little for his own shame, deliberately and on purpose threw a bowlful of water on her head as she was coming along the street. She, not at all disturbed bu it, said, "God make you a good man", highly thanking God for it, as she did if many other things at different times.

From Book 1. Chapter 55.

St Margaret's Is Burning (with Vanessa Wood-Davies)

Update: Added tremolo picked ukulele

Lyrics

One day it's right
The next it's wrong
So say true meaning
Arise my dear Sun
Way to show start
Conception of riddle
Middle Earth heart
Bowed meaning from fiddle
From East to West
You warm our chest
Breast filled bust
Until eve when you set

Truth changes

We know you'll come back
But what of us?
Fallible mortals riding spiritual bus
Fussed, we're framed with oasis unknown
So we make dimensions
To upgrade our clone
Prone to pain
But not prone to feel it
Heads fly insane
Books rot in this normal that 'reels it'

One day it's sight
Blind the next
New strong
True meaning will find disillusionment gong
Arise dear Sun
All day, protect
Creation makes the clean reflect
Finding freedom in existence
Tuned to aquatical vassalised consistence

The truth changes all day
It rearranges if you look it's way
It mutates to make new universe
Behavioural states adjusting diverse
Expanding like all known cosmos
Laser interferometer sees new truth hopes

Truth changes
Soup, Nico ranges
Truth changes
Soup, Nico, ranges
Proof, pave us
Truth, change us

Gravitational waves at us
Tag team proof to pave us

Truth Changes

Hey you over there
Sitting in the window chair
Look my way again
Wonder if you felt it then
You act like I never happened
You were just imagination

You were just imagination

Hey you over there
Never did my heart repair
Look away again
Capturing the very end
I can’t believe this happened
I was just a distraction

You were just Imagination

Look my way extended

Dear friends - Chlorophyll is also our friend - it absorbs carbon dioxide and uses sunlight to make wood. Scientists are increasingly emphasizing the importance of preserving the greenery on Earth. Trees also provide shade, coolness and retain moisture in the soil. Trees are the climate's friend! At the same time, I would like to tell you what my grandfather taught me: chew each bite at least ten times so you don't get fat and have no stomach problems - and - save on electricity!!

Quietly the River Flows

Quietly the river flows under the green embrace 
of the willow trees whose leaves are moving with the wind
and birds like to catch all the flies swarming around here
and under the trees a lot of children have
gathered here to learn
all to know about our nature

They all lose their breath when they see the greenery
over the stream that sparkles by the morning sun
they enjoy their life and they can’t understand why
that not everyone are able to see this 
wonderful show
that are created for all of us

And they listen to the words given from their teacher
that say how it is when everything is falling down
how nature react - during the years that lie ahead of us 
it is magical how - nature swallow all the
carbon dioxide 
that we people have let out in the world
It is a magical sight to see these green leaves here

Lyrics in Swedish

Tyst flyter floden

Tyst flyter floden under den gröna famnen
av pilträden vars löv rör sig med vinden
och fåglar gillar att fånga alla flugor som svärmar omkring här
och under träden har många barn
samlats här för att lära sig
allt att veta om vår natur

De tappar alla andan när de ser grönskan
över bäcken som glittrar i morgonsolen
de njuter av sitt liv och de kan inte förstå varför
att inte alla kan se denna
underbara show
som är skapad för oss alla

Och de lyssnar på orden från sin lärare
som säger hur det är när allt faller ner
hur naturen reagerar - under de år som ligger framför oss
det är magiskt hur - naturen sväljer all
koldioxid
som vi människor har släppt ut i världen
Det är en magisk syn att se dessa gröna löv här

Quietly the River Flows - 2025-07-13 14.27

Another turn with Teles + Strats + Jaguar + rosewood dreadnaught 

Open House

Sometimes the simplest of things
can bring peace in a troubled time.

Lyrics;
On the cool green grass
Watching big white clouds
Under a bright blue sky

The sun brings the heat
The trees bring the shade
For this worn and weary guy

In a slight cool breeze
There's a hint of change
Like a valley at the foot of a mountain range
For the shade of trees
The cool green grass
And the warmth of the summer never lasts

I'd rather be here
than anywhere
And watch the clouds
That float up there

With a soft cool breeze
flowing through my hair
As the leaves dance slow
In the summer air

This peaceful moment will carry me
Through the changes to come inevitably
A hand to hold for pain that a life can give
A cushion for the crashes in this life I live

The white clouds blend
Into a coat of grey
To cover the bright blue sky

It's time to go
Before the rain comes down
Upon this worn and weary guy

A Moment That Carries

I think this might be my best track - best song, best performance. 
It's about coming home to safety, but in the song I'm actually visualising getting to a campsite with my friends and making pizza...but that cosy picture becomes more of a spiritual homecoming. 
I wrote it around an Indian Raga- the music came from playing an Indian Raga badly but it turned into something else.

Where We Belong

I'LL  WAIT  FOR  YOU

‘Why’ is the sixth studio quality Grey Hounds song to be released, this one delves into the meaning of life. A small percentage of people know exactly what they’re doing here and are getting on with it. The rest of us spend lives wondering around aimlessly hoping to crack the enigma of life. Who’d have thought choosing a cover for this song would be so much fun, the ‘Y’ fronts came up trumps of course.
We're a bunch of grey-haired old men having fun writing our own songs and wishing we'd done it 40 years earlier!! The plan is to write and release an album of songs in the coming year or so, then build the courage to go out and play them live in front of real audiences.

Why?

About the Song – “Paths” A soulful jazz reflection on life’s journey. This song is a tribute to the roads we walk, the people we meet, and the lessons we learn along the way. It’s not a farewell, but a gentle reminder that every ending is also a beginning. Let it comfort, uplift, and maybe even surprise you. We’ll meet again.

"PATHS" - After going home: we'll meet again!

A marriage (and we are actually married, 45 years so far) of melody and rhythm. We do folk, indie, Americana, Norfolk noir, beat poems &  ghazals. Traditional tunes with contemporary beats. Music videos  https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCb8wV0-DNiFs1R5G2VSytBQ
Maz lead & harmony vocals, acoustic guitar. Gaz vocals, voice, bass, drums & percussion, harmonium, recorders, lyre harp, field recordings.

St Margaret's Is Burning (with Vanessa Wood-Davies)

Peacock's Tale Musical Storytelling