Original song written by Karl Stanford. Performed by Dan Boyle & Karl Stanford (c) 2015

Sylvia says,
She’s trying her best,
Not to be like all the rest,
Her and her man,
Drifting again,
Like two birds lost in the rain.

All the lights shine,
Strung out for miles,
And the night cries out we’re alive.
Sylvia sings and dances for drinks,
Her voice is loud and clear,
Just like a bird,
She sings as she works,
Her words ring in your ears,
Far from the madness,
Sympathy undressed,
Clothes all over the floor,
Call for the Captain,
And tell him we’re sinking,
The Titanic sails at dawn.

All the lights shine,
Strung out for miles,
And the night cries out we’re alive.

Sylvia says she’s trying her best,
Not to be like all the rest,
Her and her man,
Drifting again,
Like two birds lost in the rain.

All the lights shine,
Strung out for miles,
And the night cries out we’re alive.

Sylvia says,
Goodnight and god bless,
The stars watch as we sleep,
Far from the madness,
Sympathy undressed,
Clothes all over the floor.

Sylvia Says

Chemicals, Medicines, Metals and Gemstones

These moments in the night when all he feels is cold despair,
She used to pick him up, fill his lungs back up with air,
But yesterday she went away,
God only knows quite where?
The space between himself and her was never really there.

She’d make him smile,
She’d carry him for miles,
Assure him that she’d always be there.
Everybody wants one,
But not everybody has one,
Yesterday, she left him,
And now tomorrow’s gone.

She’d stroke his hair,
Tell him everything’s ok,
Assure him that she’ll always be around,
I think that when she said it,
She’d convinced herself she meant it,
But second thoughts and doubts were always there.

Smash apart his DNA,
Tear through all his strands,
Explain to him in simple terms,
With words he’ll understand,
‘Cos yesterday she went away,
Wrecked beyond repair,
The space between himself and her was never really there.

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Be Lucky Or Else Be Gone (My Most Beautiful Mistake)

A song I wrote in February that I realise is very apt right now with what is happening with all of the Brexit shenanigans.

Let's get this thing straight,
Once and for all,
What you're doing makes no sense,
and you've admitted as such.

You said, "I'm trying",
You said, "I'm trying",
You said, "I'm trying",
I said, "You're not trying hard enough, no you're not trying hard enough".

You're gonna go down in history,
as the woman who broke it all,
Sitting in your stately home,
In company, but you're so alone,
You're gonna go down in history,
as the woman who broke it all,
In company, but you're so alone,
In company, but you're so alone.

What are you thinking?
Do you even care?
How do you sleep at night?
I haven't slept in quite a while!

You said, "I'm trying",
I said, "I'm tired",
You said, "I'm trying",
I said, "You're not trying hard enough, no you're not trying hard enough".

You're gonna go down in history,
as the woman who broke it all,
Sitting in your stately home,
In company, but you're still alone,
You're gonna go down in history,
as the woman who broke it all,
Sitting in your stately home,
In company, but you're so alone.

Who are you fooling?
You're not fooling anyone.

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White Knuckle Ride

Miss you like a close call,
Saw you in the bathroom,
Doing things you shouldn't,
Who am I to judge?

Miss you like a close shave,
A Hairbreadth escape,
you're such a heart stopper,
A narrow escape.

You're a white knuckle ride,
You're a cliff hanger,
You're a photo finish,
And I came in third,
You're a white knuckle ride,
You're a car crash,
That you barely survived,
You're like an earthquake.

Lost you like a memory,
Used me like an aide memoire,
Recalling times I couldn't,
Satisfy your thirst.

Lost you like my money,
An ill fated bet,
You're a cursed wager,
My crippling debt.

You're a white knuckle ride,
You're a cliff hanger,
You're a photo finish,
And I came in third,
You're a white knuckle ride,
You're a car crash,
That you barely survived,
You're like an earthquake,
You're like an earthquake.

White Knuckle Ride (demo)

He was speeding,
I pulled out,
and somehow it's my fault,
Stands to reason in his mind,
I should have seen him coming.

We were laughing as we spun,
as if our lives meant nothing,
Tape cassettes and windscreen glass float like gravity was broken.

We went upside down,
we turned round and round,
But time somehow managed to stand still,
And as we rag dolled around,
you were the only sound,
Hand in hand and spinning all around.

Eventually the spinning stopped,
and everything was quiet,
We were hanging upside down,
the air was thick with smoke.

You smiled at me, I smiled at you,
We held each other tightly,
Gravity can be so cruel,
but it keeps me close to you.

And when we touched the ground,
you were the only sound,
and time somehow managed to slow down,
and as we walked away,
we heard the driver say,
"This must be your lucky day"

Car Crash/Lucky Day (Demo)

One for you all you lefties out there...

More of the Same

The liberals are dying,
There's so few of us left,
So vote for prime ministers,
Swear in your presidents,
I guess we'll just expect more of the same,
It's such a shame,
Such a terrible shame,
But it's what you asked for,
You've only got yourself to blame,
It's what you asked for,
You've only got yourself to blame.

Well I guess it's just more of the same,
More of the same,
It's just a shame, 
Well I guess it's just more of the same,
More of the same,
It's just a shame.

So, if you like lying,
You'll love what is next,
Trickery and subterfuge,
The emptiest of promises,
It's a safer bet to expect more of the same,
I hope to be proven wrong,
I really do!
But it's what you asked for,
You've only got yourself to blame,
It's what you asked for,
You've only got yourselves to blame.

Well I guess it's just more of the same,
More of the same,
It's just a shame, 
Well I guess it's just more of the same,
More of the same,
It's just a shame

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Major Danby are Dan Boyle & Karl Stanford from Eastbourne, East Sussex. You can find their officially released music on all selling and streaming sites.

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