One More Try

Drums: David Lopez
All other instruments: Sam Reaver

Do you wanna be a part?
Do you wanna play along?
One of these things is not like the others
One of these don’t belong

Whispers in the dark
Something going on
All of these things are just like the others
Saying you don’t belong

It’s a sarcastic war
Like your fraudulent thesis
One I tried to ignore
While it cut me to pieces

One of these in the shade
One of these in the sun
One of these gets the good fertilizer
One of these gets the gun

Why are you so annoyed?
Why are you so upset?
Spinnin around the brass gas lighter
Like a slapstick lunatic

It’s a sarcastic war
Like your fraudulent thesis
One I tried to ignore
While it cut me to pieces

It's a shock to the core
Like that time you slapped Jesus
Cause you had to be sure
That he’d jump you at recess

Sarcastic War

Homesick

Original Song 
Lyrics
There's a faded picture hanging on my wall just like it did in my parent’s house before
As a child, the faces called from it so fearlessly their colors vibrant and true
Oh but time takes its toll even colors grow old
But their fearlessness still comes shining through

Faded Glory, Faded Glory, Faded Glory filled with Grace 
Faded Glory, leaves behind what time cannot erase
Fade Glory,  Faded Glory, Faded Glory worn with Grace

Don’t surrender to the doubts that come in the night and say you have no more gifts to give
What you have is far more beautiful than you know even though touched by years
Cos dreams dulled by light can still be called on to shine
to yield the promise of why we’re here

Faded Glory, Faded Glory, Faded Glory filled with Grace 
Faded Glory, leaves behind what time cannot erase
Fade Glory,  Faded Glory, Faded Glory worn with Grace

Let’s light as many fires as we can 
So we can warm as many hands as we are able

Faded Glory, Faded Glory, Faded Glory filled with Grace 
Faded Glory, leaves behind what time cannot erase
Fade Glory,  Faded Glory, Faded Glory worn with Grace

Faded Glory

(Written by Terry Reeves)

Terry Reeves: Vocals
Gary Reeves: Drums
Hans-Michael Albers: All other instruments, arrangement & production

Illustration: 'Floating Man' by Enrique Mendez

I don’t believe in luck but I do feel very privileged to have two angels looking after me. My wife Jo and my daughter Charlotte have saved my life on three occasions keeping me alive until the ambulance arrived. I have been told that without their interventions I would not have survived.

Both have chosen not to believe in any God or indeed any outside power that can change our lives.  There may be many of you who disagree but these are the choices we make - each of us believes what we feel is best for us.  If a belief in a higher being helps give anyone’s life more meaning and guides them through each day, we have no argument with that at all.   

I think of Jo and Charlotte as my Atheist Angels.  The care they have given me during these close-to-death experiences shows what beautiful souls they are, always there for me at the time of greatest need.   

On every occasion, there were times when I truly thought that I was drawing my last breath, my existence disappearing as they fought to save me and all I could think of at the time was that, barring my brother Gal, all of my closest male antecedents died when they were just 63.  I was the same age during these episodes and I really didn’t want my name added to the sequence.  My Atheist Angels made sure that it wasn't.

Now I am 67, a proud grandfather, still around to enjoy the experience of watching my family thrive and grow.  There is another grandchild on the way later on this year and the more time I can spend with the love of my life Jo, the better and although my illness is not exactly how I planned things, I still try to enjoy every extra moment.

The continuation of ‘Cripple Club’ with Gal and Hans has been another unexpected bonus and we plan to keep going as long as we can. Here’s to the next song - I do hope you enjoy this one.   (Terry Reeves)

The whisper of a distance voice
Two angels arriving single choice
Keep breathing slow not too much
Your not leaving just stay in touch 

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes I’m floating floating away

A feeling of desperate final breath
Lonely moment no time to caress 
Fighting every 63rd dying thought
Surviving each gulp of air caught 

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes I’m floating floating away

Has time arrived to lay down still
Not accepted by two who really feel
More than one chance to live again
The Angels alongside helping pain

I’m floating yes I’m floating yes l’m floating floating away

Fight to avoid final thought of death
A fading light continues to suggest
Only time decides what, when and how
My Atheist Angels this time will not allow

I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating, I’m floating
I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating, I’m floating 
I’m floating, yes I’m floating, yes I’m floating,
Floating to stay……………………..cont

MY ATHEIST ANGELS - CRIPPLE CLUB

A song for a very special person...this one knows about it.

Happy birthday 🌹😍❤️

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