I deleted this one earlier this year for whatever reason. But It's here to stay now.

Well it's a dud, caught in the middle of I know you should
You said you would, not counting stitches at the end of it
And there you go, there you go
It's just for show, it's just for show
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And if I say tomorrow, I'm burning down a bridge
You see the flames of sorrow and breathe the ashes
Cause' it's a dud, ah held on when you knew you could
You lost your foot, ah and fell from where you stood
From where you stood
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Well, in a nutshell, you're everything I thought you were
And standing sun, toss it in and let it burn
And there you go, there you go
It's just for show, it's just for show
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And if I say tomorrow, I'm burning down a bridge
You see the flames of sorrow and breathe the ashes
Cause' it's a dud, ah held on when you knew you could
You lost your foot, ah and fell from where you stood
From where you stood

Counting Stitches

Lyrics:

Full moon’s in sight
Nobody wants to say good night
There’s too much magic in our eyes
So clear to see our stars align

Toes in the sand
The ocean waves away our plans
Watch the bonfire blaze
The embers glow upon your face

So grab my hand
Hold it tight enough for two
Can I have this dance?
No one knows who's leading who
Take one more glance
Of the life we’d lead 
Our new reality
Of the me I’d be

With you  
I gotta hand it to you
I think you’re feeling it too
Just gotta a hand it to you

Long summer nights
Those 'what the hecks' that turned out right
Our playlist on repeat
My heart just keeps on skipping beats

So grab my hand
Hold it tight enough for two
All that I am
Is right here and now with you
Gimme one last chance
At the life we’d lead 
Our new reality
Of the me I’d be
with you  

I gotta hand it to you
I think you’re feeling it too
Just gotta a hand it you

Take my hand
Read my palms and futures too 

Jonathan Schwartz - 2024

Hand It To You

The new single taken from the forthcoming album "It's Gonna Get Heavy"

I’d say it’s nostalgic and wistful in both its music and lyrics but melodic and poignant. Harking back to 90s-early 2000’s indie/folk. There’s also a hint of the Britpop era with elements reminding me of OCS and Cast. A laid back journey borne from a world that’s gone by and a yearning for such innocence and hope.

It's Gonna Get Heavy

Twenty Three

Cover song medley by Beats Working
John Hardman - Lead guitar & backup vocals
Chris Glover - Drums
Dave Rea - Vocals & rhythm guitar
Lynn John Sheppard - Bass & backup vocals
Recording copyright (c) Swamp Records UK for all territories

Voodoo Chile/Gimme Some Lovin' COVER - live - Beats Working

From the concept album “Art Official” - ChatGPT said:

"Find A Home" is the aching heart of Art Official—a stripped, vulnerable search for belonging in a fractured world. Blending raw lyricism with a haunting, minimal arrangement, the song echoes the digital soul’s yearning for something real, rooted, and lasting amid displacement, doubt, and disconnection. A desperate prayer whispered through static.

Find A Home

Get out of My Way

While I kept living in the shadows I was missing the sun Realising far too late You were the one

If I had heard you knocking Boy I would’ve opened the door I would not have kept you Waiting anymore

It was over before I Could ask the boy to stay Mighta kept him here in front of me If I knew he’d walk away

I couldn’t see you in front of me Too blind to know we were meant to be I got a habit of finding out the hard way When I’m wrong

Thought I was stronger when I’m alone Not hurting more than I’d ever known I bet they’d tell me I’m crazy I’m not right where I belong

I’d overthink a bit, 
I’d overthink of everything Every choice I’d make 
I’d keep on questioning 
You didn’t need to worry 
‘bout my worrying No you couldn’t be certain 
I could beat uncertainty

It was over before I Could ask the boy to stay Mighta kept him here in front of me If I knew he’d walk away

I couldn’t see you in front of me Too blind to know we were meant to be I got a habit of finding out the hard way When I’m wrong

Thought I was stronger when I’m alone Not hurting more than I’d ever known I bet they’d tell me I’m crazy I’m not right where I belong

I couldn’t see you in front of me Too blind to know we were meant to be I got a habit of finding out the hard way When I’m wrong
Thought I was stronger when I’m alone Not hurting more than I’d ever known I bet they’d tell me I’m crazy I’m not right where I belong

Music and Lyrics by Tom Hall ©️2025

In Front Of Me

The sun’s coming up, the day’s just beginning.
I’m just getting started, I’m already behind.
I can’t think straight, my head is a’spinning.
I woke up with you on my mind.

Plenty of other things I could ponder
Not sure why this is all I can do.
I can’t connect, my mind starts to wander.
I woke up thinking, “Yeah, it’s you!”

It’s you - you are the reason, I walk around in a bit of a haze.
You - you are the reason my heart goes pitter pat.
It’s you - you are the reason, I get so lost, like I’m in a maze.
You - you are the reason - what do you think ‘bout that?.

Stars in my eyes, silly grin on my face.
Everyone smiles when they see me, they know
This is a boy who is so deep in love.
This is the way we grow.

It’s you - you are the reason, I walk around in a bit of a haze.
You - you are the reason my heart goes pitter pat.
It’s you - you are the reason, I get so lost, like I’m in a maze.
You - you are the reason - what do you think ‘bout that?

You Are the Reason

She didn’t know, but she   had her suspicions, she’d read that book before.
He made her promises, she made conditions, but she no longer kept score.
Things she learned over the years taught her to manage the tears.
Congratulations, low expectations have made you the winner again.

He shook so many hands, laid out his stellar plans, he’s gonna save the day.
If you elect me, you can expect to make all the bad go away.
Before they had finished the count he already had his hand out.
Congratulations, low expectations have made you the winner again.

Let’s hear it for the nice guys, you know, the ones finishing last.
A shout out for the nice guys, or are they a thing of the past?
Do you even know a nice guy? They’re disappearing fast.
Blink and you’ll miss ‘em, they’re gone, a vanishing breed.

He said he’d always be there for her, care for her, they fit like hand in glove.
If she would just give in, it’s really not a sin, he’d show her how much he loved.
Soon as she told him the news, he offered her his excuse. 
Congratulations, low expectations have made you the winner again.

Let’s hear it for the nice guys, you know, the ones finishing last.
A shout out for the nice guys, or are they a thing of the past?
Do you even know a nice guy? They’re disappearing fast.
Blink and you’ll miss ‘em, they’re gone, a vanishing breed.

We live in a world where the losers are winners, and nice guys get shown to the door.
Nice guys, they say, finish last in the race, and you don’t hear from them anymore.

Let’s hear it for the nice guys, you know, the ones finishing last.
A shout out for the nice guys, or are they a thing of the past?
Do you even know a nice guy? They’re disappearing fast.
Blink and you’ll miss ‘em, they’re gone, a vanishing breed.


Nice Guys

There’s a line all the way out the door, and I’ve given up counting the heads anymore.
Maybe I’ve not tried enough to stay out of the rough, and I’m finding it tough now to score.
I can count all my friends on one hand, and the few that I have truly don’t understand.      
There’s a price to be paid, sacrifice to be made, then you still have to trade in the plan.
I’m old enough to remember when people acted like they cared.
Giving up seems futile, but I must admit I’m scared.

Instrumental

Explanations abound; no one knows. Pundits try to explain on their t.v. shows.
Answers still lie within, through the thick and the thin,  go back to where it began long ago.
The Supreme Court turned the fatal screw, when they decided corporations are people too.
With a nod and a thank, they ran straight to the bank and started yanking off me and you.
I’m old enough to remember when people acted like they cared.
Giving up seems futile, but I must admit I’m scared.


Citizens United Blues

sexy black mini and legs that go on forever