Old song, never recorded, until now. Not brilliant, just quick and dirty, lo-fi. 


Dead and down the drain
Run my dreams washed down by rain
I pray for the sun
But the forecast stays the same…

Any fool can see
What a fool you made of me.
I reached for the sky
For a hand to rescue me
It's a waste of time

It’s already too late	
They’re all ready to take control
It’s all out of my hands
I’ll just sit here and wait
My fate

We all need a crutch
We all need someone to touch
And the hands that feed
Are the ones we need so much

My love don't speak its name
It just hangs its head in shame
And fair-weather friends
Write me postcards from the plane
They don't waste no time

It’s already too late
They’re all ready to take control
It’s all out of my hands
I’ll just sit here and wait
My fate

And it’s too late to help me now
Yes it’s too late, it’s too late
I’ll just sit here alone and wait
Cos it’s my fate, it’s my fate

Dead and down the drain
Run my dreams washed down by rain


Dead And Down The Drain **DEMO** - Nigel Mines

Singer/Songwriter based near Bath, UK.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Looking for opportunities to play live, and collaborators/fellow musicians who want to join me on my journey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you like what you hear then become a fan and tell the world!