Sundays in the South

Secrets & Doubts

Your Love

A Killer (Or at Least Self-Centered)

Control Freak

I Couldn't Be There

Steady Love

All Music & Lyrics by The Dawdler
Produced by Trewin Howard
Artwork by Wolfgang Paradisio & Mark Brown
Akira Records 2022

Lyrics:
Louise is always telling me, get zen
Embrace the spiritual side, feel it

But I just can’t get you
Out my dark dreams

When I drink I don’t do it for anyone
But my inner demon that kicks me

When it’s too late I’ll feel all my terror go

Get Zen

The Trees Are Talking

"Spirits" was written, recorded, and produced by Cujo Moon in Nashville, TN. 

Lyrics:

Without your love 
I’m not much
Sunny days you can take them away 
Make the brightest light feel quite like rain 

And I want to fix 
Everything 
I hate to be the reason
You’re missing 
You’re missing 

We were just fine 
Earlier before my eyes
Left you 
Feeling alone 
How such small things 
Cause so much harm 

And I want to fix 
Everything 
I hate to be the reason
You’re missing 
You’re missing

Last night while we were driving
Escaping the city for some silence
The sun set over the prison
And the deers ran in the distance 
I swear we saw through  
Everything 
Our spirits were free
Even if momentarily
But now we’re missing

Spirits

There’s nobody left by your side
I figured in your memory I already died
Yet how could I have waited for you dear
How I waited for you dear, tonight

In a ghost town where nobody stirs
I’ll flutter the lights, they’ll hum and they’ll whir
I probably shouldn’t visit anymore
But my curious core won’t stop

So bury me bright in the old summer rains
I’ve been here before, I can’t do this again
When you say what I already know

I’m the ghost
I’m the ghost
Let me go

I was never too good at goodbyes
I’d pace the backyard beneath a veil of light
Oh, how was I supposed to move on
With a love not gone away?

On this long road I’ve been so alone
Passing through towns that I’ll never call home
But God I wouldn’t take another path
If my will can last the night

So bury me bright in the old summer rains
I’ve been here before, I can’t do this again
When you say what I already know

I’m the ghost
I’m the ghost

So I’ll wait for you here in the morning 
Just to see you on the other side
‘Neath the orchard trees where I’m wandering
Between the roads where the feeling dies

When you lost my depth
Did you sink through me?
Did you find that I’m still buried in eternity?

So I’ll say what you already know
I’m the ghost
I’m the ghost
Let me go

So I’ll wait for you here in the morning 
Just to see you on the other side
‘Neath the orchard trees where I’m wandering
Between the roads where the feeling dies

And the golden coast keeps yawning
I think it’s been calling me back to life
To the edge of this world where I’m going
I’ll see you on the other side

Ghost Story

Crutches

"Solemn, bittersweet and beautiful" - Atwood Magazine

Fergus writes songs according to his mood, often choosing to embrace the melancholy, and through it finding a place of healing, beauty, and serenity. His formative years were spent singing and touring professionally with choirs, and playing ‘cello with orchestras. When this period of his life - a half, up to that point - came to an end he found himself burnt out, without a sense of identity. Seeking self-discovery, he rebelled. After a time adrift, his love of making music returned for good. Fergus turned his ability to blend into a strength, achieving harmony with his guitar and himself.

"beautifully contemplative and heartbreaking" - BRITZNBEATZ

"a melancholy voice that stands out from his contemporaries" - EarToTheGround Music

"hauntingly beautiful and heartbreaking" - CaesarLiveNLoud

"exceptional voice, a truly distinct and remarkable experience" - I Heart Moosiq

Crutches

Fergus

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