Written about my first date with my wife

Is it too early to say how I feel?
There’s something else going on here
I fear that you have done something to me.

Did you mickey my drink? ‘cause I don’t think
I remember ever feeling this way
So I’d say that you, you’ve done something to me

And I like it

Was that a smile or was it just a trick of the light?
I can’t see straight but that’s all right
Tonight with you, but there’s so much to see

Happy Birthday to me, so far
Let me walk you to your car if
I can find it to thank you for doing something to me

And feel free, cause I liked it.

I woke today with an ache as big as my heart
Being apart’s no good for a start
I need to see your smile
Call it curiosity

Is it me or was that just a wonderful time?
I’m losing my mind, but I think I’ll find
It soon, when I see you
You do something to me

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©2004, J O'Neill and S Bates
Lyrics, Vocals: J O'Neill
Music, Instruments, Background Vocals: S Bates

Brunt

Stuck In A Rut

Done With You

Asia Minor

Summers End

Slow In Winter

Jen McKenzie

1997
J O'Neill: Words, Music, Vocals, Guitar
S Bates: Table Top Organ, Ukulele, Background Vocals

More Than Lonely

Dr. Johnny

The Lake 

Sitting here again
What has brought me here – love or fear?
Here with my truest friend
Yesterday sighs as my memory lies

I know how you feel
It’s so hard to be alone
Cry if you want to 
I only smile here with you
Throw the stone, ripples grow
You’ll never see it again
Try all you want to 
You can’t bring it back to you

Here at this timeless lake 
Hearing sylvan lies
Knowing summer dies
I swim in yesterday’s  wake
In the midst of the dawn
I feel like it’s gone

And I know how you feel
I’ve cried alone many times
Just hold my hand
We don’t have to understand
I’ve watched the sand fall
Through fingers I thought were strong
Try all you want to 
You can’t stop it slipping through

(c) 2020 S. Bates

The Lake

Verses 

Early morning, frosty window
His whole world in a frame
Out of bed, out of doors
Each morning is the same
All he sees reminds him
Yet he can’t bear think her name

Life without her seems to exceed
In length the time before
He shuts his eyes, but still he sees
His heart and mind at war
He sings a song, yet still he hears
Her verses, each day more

The fields, the farm are incomplete
Nothing for him there
The morning sun this day won’t shine
On this soul torn and bare

For faith, hope and love are lost
When outweighed by despair
The rope pulls tight, his early night
Arrives without a prayer

(c)2020 S. Bates

Verses

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I have thoroughly enjoyed making a lot of shit-quality recordings of my songs over the past 30 years.

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