The Busker She Wore Headphones
(c) J. Murdock McInnes Vasey

[acoustic guitar]

The busker, she wore headphones
Only she could hear the sound
People looked in mild confusion
At this oddity they'd found

At some point when a song ended
Though no one could really tell
She would smile asking for change
All I thought was, "What the hell?"

[bridge]

I tossed some money down
Much more than she expected
I was trying to get noticed
In a way, I felt neglected

I wanted her attention
A lot more than she did mine
I had a thousand questions
and I had a lot of time

I was waiting for a friend
She had said she'd meet me here
But she had not told me when
Not today was my main fear

[acoustic guitar]

The busker, she looked happy
A lot happier than me
She seemed to have a purpose
and I believe it set her free

I did not have any such thing
To this world, nothing to bring
I lived a boring life
and I could not even sing

[electric guitar solo]

The busker, she looked happy
A lot happier than me
She seemed to have a purpose
and I believe it set her free

I did not have any such thing
To this world, nothing to bring
I lived a boring life
and I could not even sing

[electric guitar outro]

The Busker She Wore Headphones (2)

A man takes his lovin' across the Plains like a tornado.

Love Tornado

What happened to the time? It flew. 
It’s as if we truly knew the time was fleeting.    	   
Perhaps we didn’t take the time. 
Maybe we both just lost our minds at that first meeting. 
And the clock ticks on, it’s the same old song.
So, the old is gone, the new moves on, and here we are again.

But the old is not forgotten, the new is not yet done.
The same things just keep happening, and we’ve only just begun
To understand the time, and to realize, 
That growing old with you is what’s keeping me young. 

The moments are not always kind
But that never stopped us try’n, that song kept playing
Still we’ve never lost our way
Always found the words to say what needed saying. 
And the clock ticks on, it’s the same old song.
So, the old is gone, the new moves on, and here we are again.

But the old is not forgotten, the new is not yet done.
The same things just keep happening, and we’ve only just begun
To understand the time, and to realize, 
That growing old with you is what’s keeping me young. 


Growing Old with You

The wind it calls… but no one knows…
Where the lonely heart ever goes.

You walk this road with your heavy load,
Each step you take, the story’s told.
The hills they rise, the valleys fall,
But the echoes linger through it all.

The stars above, they softly glow,
A distant light on a path you know.
The sky turns gold, then fades to gray,
And the night takes all your hope away.

Oh, rise above the weight you bear,
A fleeting spark in the cool night air.
The shadows pull, but you still climb,
A timeless soul lost in the rhyme.

Your voice, it breaks where the silence grows,
A fragile tune only the moon knows.
The days grow long, the echoes thin,
But the melody still calls you in.

The stars above, they softly glow,
A distant light on a path you know.
The sky turns gold, then fades to gray,
And the night takes all your hope away.

Oh, rise above the weight you bear,
A fleeting spark in the cool night air.
The shadows pull, but you still climb,
A timeless soul lost in the rhyme.

Oh, the light that fades is still a guide,
A flame that burns on the other side.
The pain you feel is part of the tune,
A fleeting note beneath the moon.

Oh, rise above the weight you bear,
A fleeting spark in the cool night air.
The shadows pull, but you still climb,
A timeless soul lost in the rhyme.

Mmm… the timeless soul… lost in the rhyme…

Where She Walked Away

When I'm Old

Little  Composition dedicated to Simon Mulcaster.

Mulcasters Round

Palpitations  

Insomniac staring at the ceiling 
What do you do when the place you’re in has lost all meaning 
Crying over and over I think I’m dying 
Would you save me or walk away 
Destroying my own identity
Can’t fix each other 
Doesn’t matter what happens 
Time is fleeting 
I can’t find meaning in you leaving 
I plead to the sky when did god cut me off why

I know you so well we a
Tears from my eyes 
You deny the pain I always had to hide 

Life’s a wreck when the one you loved is piercing your heart 
Where do I start 
Palpitations 
anxiety 
I’m Shaking on the floor 
Is there a door to another life 
I wanted more 
Did you want more 
Did you want more 
Search for me in the dark 

Nightmares of you and I dancing in the sunlight 
Yes it terrorizes me 
All I feel is darkness now when you’re around 
Will these lingering thoughts ever go away
So close to hating what I’ve known 
So much left unsaid 
It blares in my head 
So much left unsaid 
It blares in my head 

I know you so well
Tears from my eyes 
You deny the pain I always had to hide 

Life’s a wreck when the one you loved is piercing your heart 
Where do I start 
Palpitations 
anxiety 
I’m Shaking on the floor 
Is there a door to another life 
I wanted more 
Did you want more 
Did you want more 
Search for me in the dark 
And in the light 






No where feels safe anymore 
You’re erasing me 
Im erasing you 
Love isn’t real 
That’s what I know now 
Love isn’t real

Love Is Not Real (demo)

This is a song about forbidden love. A couple that meet up are engaged to be married  behind her father‘s back. They live with hope and dream of a life together in the village of Ottery Saint Mary in Devon.

Ottery Saint Mary is the birthplace of Samuel Taylor  Coleridge, a co-founder of the Romantic Movement, penned many famous works throughout his lifetime, such as The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Kubla Khan. In his early years he wrote Songs of the Pixies.

At a small distance from a village in that county, half-way up a wood-covered hill, is an excavation called the Pixies' Parlour. The roots of old trees form its ceiling; and on its sides are innumerable cyphers, among which the author discovered his own cypher and those of his brothers, cut by the hand of their childhood. At the foot of the hill flows the river Otter.

In Piccadilly Lane, there is a rather quaint turn style gate . This set a scene for our loved up couple.s

Kissing Gate (Original Demo)

04 Instrumental 1

frequency voice memo demo

lyrics

u cant take ur hands off
the wheel when u drive
and u cant stand still
it makes me lose my mind
i’m thinking
im blinking 

i’m sensitive 
sense energy in a room
u hate it 
when i can predict ur next move
i’m waiting
im pacing

and i will talk
if thats what u want 
these terrible blues
They wont fix what we lose
so i better work out

if ur to blame
for all of this change
its bitter but true
and tainted dark blue 
but ill, ill still frame 
ill still frame it for u

i’m packing my things
and ur painting the walls
they’re white and they’re cold
and covered in remorse 
i hate it 
but ill help u paint it 

and i’m picking out 
all the clothes i can wear 
to hide all the things 
about me u cant bare
but i'll take it
oh i'll fake it

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