A slow burn, life is unkind and now it’s your turn,
But I see you in your darkest heartburn, you and I both know it’s a hard churn; I know, I know
A slow burn, life is a ride and now it’s your turn,
Eyes are wide open and your heart yearns, for all that it’s ever deserved; I know, I know

And love, is the reason for your beating heart
But love’s, always the reason why you fall apart
And time, has a funny way of healing … it’s a slow burn, slow burn (so be kind)

Red eyes, crying so hard you can’t see their smiles
You are blue as the ocean and the child inside
He fights a little harder to be seen outside, to your yourself be kind

And love, is the only way to light your soul
But love, is the reason for your massive hole
And time, has a funny way of healing … it’s a slow burn, slow burn (so be kind)

A slow burn, life is unkind and now it’s your turn,
But I see you in your darkest heartburn, life is a ride the future we turn,
Be good to yourself cause it’s a slow burn, the world is your oyster now it’s your turn
Time has a funny way of U-turns, but I’ll be hear waiting when you return (it’s such a slow burn)

Slow Burn

With a mixture of catchy pop, rock, heart felt melodies, and tingle in your stomach pop songs, Gary comes across as a seasoned veteran. Inner city Brisbane is home. In past lives Gary was signed to US label, Zip Records, up until 2004 where a domestic suburban intoxication period ensued (for nearly 10yrs!). In further past lives Gary jumped out of airplanes as a 6ft 2inch Captain in the Australian Army. Now 5ft 7inches, Gary recollects his growing up in PNG and has begun crawling slowly and battered out from under this warm and comfortable rock. With hundreds of written songs under his belt about love, family, relationships, friendships, the world and life, ... Gary's mid-life crisis is further fuelled by a more recent purple patch in sing-writing & recording - he is currently producing the best power pop/rock songs of his career. If ever there was a mixed marriage of U.S. top forty and Australian rock/pop ......this is it.

Slow Burn

Gary Pearson