LovePlay

This is a re-recording of an old song of our old band from the early 90s. I couldn't convince our singer @user-20931549 to sing on it yet (or any other member to record their parts), so all done by myself few years ago, for now as an instrumental. Anyway, I like it ;-)

Guitars, Bass, Drum Programming: @bonetender
Music: https://soundcloud.com/maersk-dddb/lovely-lemon-tea

©vonLieblos & Bonetender (& others) 2022 All Rights Reserved

Lovely Öemontea

Lovely Lemontea

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JUST AN INSTINCT

Grew up in the same street
Bound to meet
Kicking cans together
Laughed forever
Went to the same school
Shared some thoughts about life
Growing up was fun and games
Or so we thought

We bought our cars
We went to bars
Laid on the beach 
Life unfurled
Sitting in the park
Watching cricket
'Till it was dark
Then barbecues 
And lemon fools

And when the going got tough, 
You hung on for your life, 
But was it just an instinct?
I don’t think you’d thought it through
I don’t think you wanted to…

And when the going got tough, 
You hung on for your life, 
But was it just an instinct? 
I don’t think you wanted to…
I don’t think you’d thought it through

Then we went to Uni
Kept in touch
Went to gigs
We told the wildest stories
Laughed the hardest laughs
Danced the hardest dances
Trekked the highest paths
Got totally lost
Totally lost

Then I got married
Had two children
Got divorced
Moved away from here
Everybody moves
I’m on my own
With my mobile phone
Looking for clues
Looking for you

And when the going got tough, 
I hung on for dear life, 
But was it just an instinct?
I don’t think I’d thought it through
I don’t think I wanted to…
I don’t think I’ll fall in love… 
Again...
Lah-di-dah-di-dah
Again!
Lah-di-dah-di-dah

© Phil McWalter May 2022

Just An Instinct

Performed, written and produced by JLC 
Copyright 2022

Once, once in awhile
I sigh
And once, once in awhile
I cry
For her, for her I would
give it all
Alas, I can give no more...

Weep, weep like the
rain soaked tree
She sleeps, she sleeps
for eternity
For her, for her
I would give my life --
a life I can love
no more

(Why)For she, she was (is)
the one I loved --
now she is the one
I mourn...

Lyrics by Jonas L. Cockson

"In Mourning"

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The poet Paul Valery said in a poem, The deepest thing in man is the skin. The skin is the surface that others see or touch; it is a presentation of the self to others. And that is where we believe, feel and suffer everything that happens to him. As if this were the great organ of sensibility.

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Based on a few lines written in a delerium

Dear Doctor, Thank you for the pills that counteract the pills,
that counteract those pills that make me want to vomit on your floor.
I don't even know  just exactly what all these pills are for.

Angelina, mistress of the pricks, I love your acupuncture and your oriental tricks,
I've been longing for you since my boat went down.
If you pay me in sugar I will be your clown.

Holy Mary, Mother of the Gods, I've broken all my promises, beaten all the odds,
But my hands are cold and my mind is numb.
You promised me the world but all I got was crumbs.

Dearest Rachel, I see that you've been blessed by the songs of love and longing,
by the beauty of your flesh, I hear a distant bell, I hear a funereal song,
That sweet and easy feeling that I used to have is gone.

I'm falling backwards, trying to reach the start of the long and lonely journey to the centre of my heart,
if I seem lost sometimes, give me another dose.
I'm a thousand miles from nowhere but I think I'm getting close.

Mona Lisa, diva in the clouds, there's a tear in every marriage, a fool in every crowd,
You were invisible when I tried to break through.
Now I got that sinking feeling that I'm invisible too.

Dearest Doctor, I've heard that it's been said that for sixty quid an hour you could rearrange my head,
but do you really think that you could ever heal
these wounds that I've been nursing or the thoughts that make them real.

My Dearest Doctor. Steve Killingbeck

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