These Places

Thank you to my friends Stu and John of The Welton Shipwreck. Great fun mates more of their music https://soundcloud.com/stoojmusic
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The rage you felt for Ages - The Welton Shipwreck

Five Finger Discount - Dto.

the hammer slasher

Five Finger Discount - The Hammer Slasher

Oh, the sea surges up to the steps,
people turn away from the squall.
Wild the wind carries on through the cracks, in the window pane, or the walls.
And the distant smells of the spring,
seem so far away, February.
On the edges, the growth just begins, barely peeking out, staying small.

Oh, the purple that drips down the garden wall, doesn't feel the rain, or the cold.
Though the cracks in the concrete are widening, it's just containing, ever more.
Like the distant faces without, never welcoming, don't begin.
Always outside and not looking in, never reckoning, not at all.

Mr Jones wont you settle down.
If you wanted to get better you'd of wrote yourself the letter. 
It must contain everything, 
That you've ever thought or felt from the start of this thing. 
Of course, you're just finding this out. 
You really should of known and had this all figured out by now.
You see, you just can't be helped, 
won't even take advice as we dish it out.

Mr Jones we're trying to help you out.
If you'd just ignore our mistakes and stop pointing them out. 
You'd see that you're really caught in our trap.
Cause we can't offer you help until you've sorted it out yourself.
This is the cheapest way,
for us to think weve made the slightest difference today.
Whilst doing practically nothing.
To be honest we wouldn't know where to begin.

Oh, the caption reserved for the photograph, doesn't try to tell, truth at all.
Like the face and the clothes that belong to me, all I'll ever be, for yourself.
Like a trinket that once held a memory, a forgotten thing, a miss step. 
Or a plant that emerges a week early, in the frosty breeze, fading health.









The Outsider

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Until The AM

Now you're looking through the remnants and the haze.
And a memory's just a picture that must  fade. (away)

I can tell you wanted to leave before you go.
But if it's so nice to meet me, say hello. 
Hello, Hello.

Oh, if history can teach us just one thing.
It's that we all end up right where we begin.
(it's a sin)

I can already watch you leave before you go.
I can already hear goodbye as you say hello. 
Hello, hello.

Can you hear the peels of the liberty bell,
as the jackboots are marching under a grey spell.
Can you hear the growling and wailing in woods, where the Monsters are lurking and up to no good. 
Can you hear the echoes of summer on  grass, as the task master tasks you and sets you to task.
All the good children que sera at the moon.
Which is floating in space like a carnival balloon. 

Oh, the danger in a meeting, good to go. 
And if you give me the wink then I would know. (Oh, for show)

I can already see your smile begin to go.
As you open up the door and say hello.
Hello, hello.




Hello

crazy lady

So you  wake up in the morning 
What is the first thing that you say?
If I know anything about you 
It’s probably who you’ll be today?

A mystery to me, and everyone else 
Are you with me? or really are you in it for yourself?

And back and forth you change your mindset
And now I don’t know what to do
I feel like all I know is your name 
But even that was given to you

I’m looking at you and you’re thinking
What do you stand to gain from this? 
Can’t get a read on you I’m failing 
Can’t pull myself from your abyss 

A box to unlock, or leave it where it lay?
Will I know who you are? I hope I see the day

Back and forth you change your mindset
And now I don’t know what to do
I feel like all I know is your name 
But even that was given to you

The Name You Were Given

Took a trip to america the old land of the free.
All you find is arrogance amongst faded beauty.
In a land that is too young to contain ideas that are so old.
You're looking for adventure but it's all been bought and sold.

When nothing's give away.
You're gonna have to pay.
And somethings not quite right.
Just drive into the night.
Coming to Ametica

Took a trip to America to see what you could see.
The only thing you don't expect is abject poverty.
The land that doesn't care about the people that it serves
It doesn't give you any time unless you hold onto your nerve.

Keep money in your hands.
Whilst sticking to your plans.
And don't be taken ill.
By the illusion of free will.
Coming to America.

Take a trip to america to have a look around.
Forget bout the alamo and feel the desert ground.
All you find out there is lots of rows of iron thorns.
An airbrushing existence who's foundations are left worn.

They took the land away.
And will not even say. 
The plastic piles abound.
The bones that they surround.
Coming to America.

This is not america you hear the preacher say.
You better keep your thoughts in cos there's lots that you can't say.
When you base your existence on system thats a lie.
The land where your own freedom means you're gonna have to die.

Even the best laid plans.
Are built on shifting sands.
There's things that can't be owned.
And ideas outgrown. 
Coming to America.

Coming To America

Ladies and gentlemen, a wonderful new project was born. I had the wonderful honor of producing this wonderful song with Doug Roossien. Doug put his whole heart into the song and for that I thank Doug. Doug, it was a pleasure and an honor to work with you and I'm sure there will be another project or two with both of us. Ladies and gentlemen, we hope you enjoy.

Windows … Windows wide open
Drivin’ …driving to reach you.
Your breath in the wind
Touchin’ my soul … just like … a kiss on my skin

Radio plays … a tune we knew well.
Voice in my ears… haunting melody
A moving caress with you Mary Lynn.
every part of us danced… like a kiss on my skin.

Your so far away …still feel your caress …
like you were here in my arms …but,

Now we’re miles apart …just a scent of perfume.
Feel your hand in my hair like a touch I can’t lose.
Reminiscing you now … got no choice but to wait.
Headed your way with a heart full of anticipate.

Your breath in the wind
Like … a kiss on my skin
Kiss on my skin.

Lyrics and vocals by Doug Roossien 
https://soundcloud.com/doug-roossien
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ay9vAZQgmN4

Music by Martin Hirsch    Mixing and Mastering by Martin Hirsch

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