Name: Reservoir Song (demo) by Geoffrey Welchman
Duration: 3 min 1 s
Description: A song I wrote about trips to a local reservoir when I was a kid, one of my Mum's favorite spots. Acoustic guitars, Hofner bass, some keyboards and percussion bits, over a great reggae one-drop beat purchased from PocketJams on bandcamp. Thanks for listening.

I was thinking about all the gifts a person can give to the one they love, because of the unique journey they've taken with them - no one else has the same to offer. But when things go south, all those riches get squandered. This song lists them but then reads their waste in violated love.
Written 2003, recorded 2005 in Nashville.
CREDITS: arrangement by Chip Taylor, who played the piano.
LYRIC:
I can fly you like an eagle in the sky
Just to show you what it feels like to be high
And I can take you to the deepest canyon floor
But I just cannot love you anymore

I can find you when you’ve lost your candle flame
And bring you back to see a sunny day
And if you’re drowning, I can pull you in to shore
But I just cannot love you anymore.

If you ask me, I can stay on
For a week or a month or a year
But the part of me that matters
Isn’t here

I can listen while you cry yourself to sleep
Over someone that you wanted more than me
And I can hold you with a hunger, like before
But I just cannot love you anymore
No I just cannot love you anymore

I just cannot love you anymore

You are my friend

Remastered demo with AI assisted vocals. Lyrics available at: https://youtu.be/ZZLKrhxjAtE

Love's Dying Game (country mix)

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Sometimes love starts with a smirk, a tight pair of jeans, and a flannel shirt — and ends with betrayal, heartbreak… and a well-placed taxidermy joke. Stuffed & Mounted is a cheeky modern country storytelling song with an unexpected emotional arc. It starts out flirty and funny, full of barroom swagger and cowboy charm, and ends with a breakup you’ll laugh and wince at.

Inspired by real-life moments (and a few too many second chances), this is for anyone who’s ever fallen for a heartbreaker in boots and had to laugh their way through the fallout.
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Lyrics 

Mmm… that tattoo, staring — now glaring.
Caught me turning, caught in the act.
Saw the lines — do they run up your spine?
How far do they go? Come here, boy — please do show.
I want to watch it grow…
Your arms, your muscles, flex and impress.

Your smile is sharp, and those eyes so sweet.
How in the world did you get in those jeans?
That ass, those lines — damn, you get me every time.

You're smiling, looking at your phone.
Come on, boy — I ain’t on that app.
Come sit right here on Daddy’s lap.
Tell me what it’s like inside your world.

Sitting at the bar, cowboy boots and a flannel shirt.
Now watching you dance — 
you lock eyes with me, don’t miss a beat.
I smile and tilt my glass. 
You just smirk and smack your ass.

I should’ve guessed — playing hard to get.
I don’t mind. It’s just a game.
I’m out to hunt. I know your name.
Look at you now — all alone.

You walk over — hard to miss.
I couldn’t resist, and you insist:
"Just a little kiss," you whisper in my ear.
Your warm words had me surprised… and mesmerized.

You sat across from me, talking about your life.
I saw a different side that day —
A flash of myself, alone… without you.
I wouldn’t — I couldn’t — let that be.
It’s now or never.
Please, marry me?

Your eyes went wide. Not a word.
Silence fell between us.
You smiled, looked at your phone,
And said: “Sure, why not? What the hell.”

Twenty years, and you still looked cute —
But I had you stuffed and mounted next to my buck.

It was good for a couple years.
Then I found you sleeping around.
I gave you an out, told you to leave.
You swore it was lies, said there was nothing to be.

Till I walked in — you and my friend.
My walls are getting cluttered.
No space left to be found.
But hey — let’s face it…
I’d have been better off just getting a hound.

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Stuffed & Mounted (Explicit)

A song I wrote about trips to a local reservoir when I was a kid, one of my Mum's favorite spots. Acoustic guitars, Hofner bass, some keyboards and percussion bits, over a great reggae one-drop beat purchased from PocketJams on bandcamp. Thanks for listening.

Reservoir Song (demo)

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Tears From My Heart

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Worn-out shoes, fading skies, full hearts – and you at the end of the road.
“Coming Home” is an emotional road song about late nights, second tries, and the pull of a place – or a person – that feels like home. With imagery of neon towns, falling stars, and blurry eyes on empty highways, it’s a track about finding clarity in return. For everyone who’s ever run far just to get closer.

Ausgetretene Schuhe, offener Himmel, volles Herz – und du am Ziel.
„Coming Home“ ist ein emotionaler Roadtrip-Song über späte Nächte, zweite Chancen und das tiefe Gefühl, unterwegs zu sein – und trotzdem zu wissen, wo man hingehört. Zwischen fallenden Sternen, flimmernden Straßen und leisen Erinnerungen erzählt der Song von der Kraft, heimzukehren. Für alle, die losfahren, um endlich anzukommen.

Coming Home

Verse 1
Just when I thought I had nothin' left to give
You showed up here and showed me how to live
Sometimes I have choice words I can't get out right
I should just let them drift off in the middle of the night
Pre-Chorus
But I could never be the one no
No, I don't wanna be the one to let you down
And I can't imagine a world without you around
Chorus
I'll be watching the clouds roll by
Under the last blue sky
As the desert rain slowly turned to snow
And you could lay me down
In a bed of 4 leaf clovers
And our road will end 
As I sit watch 
As hell freezes over
On the day I let you go
Verse 2
I still feel the burn from a few restless nights
Took the wrong way home when we should’ve turned right
I just  sat in the truck, couldnt 'walk through that door
You said you were fine but I can't tell for sure
And I could never be the one
No, I don't want to be the one to let you down
And I can't imagine a world without you around
Chorus
I'll be watching the clouds roll by
Under the last blue sky
And the desert rain slowly turned to snow
And you can lay me down
In a bed of four leaf clovers
And we can sit and watch
As hell freezes over
On the day I let you go
Bridge
Now every sunrise feels like proof
And now I have face the truth
That some things crack and never bend
And not all roads will have to end
So I will hang on to my best friend
Chorus
I'll be watching the clouds roll by
Under the last blue sky
As the desert rain slowly turned to snow
And you can lay me down
In a bed of 4 leaf clovers
And I can sit here and watch
As hell finally freezes over
On the day I let you go

Day I let you go

"Do angels lie?" A simple love song with a slightly acrid twist! 

Only good things fall from Heaven 
but is that really true?
Been havin' doubts
hearin' rumours 
about a girl like you
You act suspicious,
can't think why
I wonder if sometimes 
angels lie.
I wonder if sometimes 
angels lie.

Look at me 
with  your baby blues
Is what you say really true? 
That I'm the only one you love
You swear on the moon
an' the stars above
But I can add two and two
An' what I get says I'm
probably being played
I wonder if sometimes 
angels lie.
I wonder if sometimes 
angels lie.

Hold me in your faithless arms
work me over with your charms
talk me thru what I got wrong
give me reasons, 
reasons why
you're not seeing
another guy.
Don't make me cry
I wonder if sometimes 
angels lie.
I wonder if sometimes 
angels lie

Do angels lie? Do angels lie? Do angels lie?


Do angels lie?

New York City 99Fm Hyperpop Reflective End

Music and comedy written & produced at Poison Dart Studios, Baltimore. Songs that say "cover" are covers, the rest are original, with instruments and vocals performed by me.

The Reigning Lunatic podcast (2015-16) was a Parsec Award Finalist. A scripted sitcom in 9 episodes, set in a despotic medieval kingdom plagued by dragons, wizards, and dreadful wifi. Written by GW, created by GW & Betty Welchman, featuring a cast of several. 

The Inverse Delirium podcast (2010-14) was a short, sharp satire of public radio in this American Baltimore. Guests included Kevin Pollak, Lewis Black, Paula Poundstone, Wendy Lieberman, and more.

Reservoir Song (demo)

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