Embark on a soulful journey with These Guitars Say Sorry's latest solo release—the 6th album featuring 9 heartfelt tracks. This singer-songwriter masterpiece weaves intricate tales through clear acoustic guitar, adorned with a distinctive British accent. Each lyrically driven composition is a testament to the artist's profound storytelling ability, employing solo instruments like piano, clarinet, and trumpet to enhance emotive moods. 

Dive into these singer-songwriter tracks, musicianship, and lyrical storytelling. Experience the power of simplicity and emotional depth, with critics lauding the album for its "simple but great mixes," "wonderful melodies," and "lovely tone on the guitars." 

Immerse yourself in a solo acoustic journey that captivates with every note.

You're Not Listening by These Guitars Say Sorry. The 6th acoustic album the UK singer songwriter

"The Trains Run On Time" sets the tone as the opening track of These Guitars Say Sorry's latest album, "You're Not Listening." This soul-stirring composition seamlessly integrates subtle sweeping strings, adding an ethereal dimension to the artist's signature sound.

As the melodic journey unfolds, the song paints a vivid picture of life's intricate tapestry. The lyrics delve into the daily hustle, capturing the essence of existence through the metaphorical imagery of trains running on time, smoke, shadows, and reflections in windows. The artist skillfully weaves a narrative around the circus and side shows of our lives, exploring themes of compromise, trade-offs, and the relentless chaos that never ceases.

The inclusion of sweeping strings elevates the emotional depth of the song, creating a symphony that resonates with both passion and contemplation. The acoustic guitar remains a steadfast companion, guiding listeners through the intricate landscapes of the artist's musical expression.

Below are the poignant lyrics that accompany this compelling piece:

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Outside the trains run on time 
The smoke and the shadows 
Reflections in windows 
The circus and side shows of our lives 

Forgetting the pay offs 
The compromise and the trade offs 
Living through all the dead loss 
The calculation and chaos, never stops 

And I doubt we'll speak again 
And I doubt you even care 
I can't turn the other cheek 
If you're not even there 

From the windows and our doorways 
You can always see the sky 
And from the seat of my worn trousers 
I'm learning how to fly 
And if you're going to ask me questions 
I'm going to have to lie 
And if you're telling me I am to blame 
Then you might just be right 

The streets that deceive us 
Houses keeping our secrets 
Do they think they can see us 
And if they believe us, why the fuss? 

For heaven's sake I'm just hell bent 
I'm torn and I'm tempted 
Wish sometimes you meant it 
All the goodwill I spent it, long ago 

And I doubt we'll speak again 
And I doubt you even care 
I can't turn the other cheek 
If you're not even there 
Outside the trains run on time

The Trains Run On Time by These Guitars Say Sorry. Singer songwriter, acoustic guitar. Unplugged.

"Complicated" by These Guitars Say Sorry is a mesmerizing blend of raw emotion and authentic storytelling, delivered through compelling lyrics and a captivating vocal performance. Hailing from the UK, These Guitars Say Sorry, with their alternative rock sound, create an atmosphere that resonates deeply with listeners. The intricate guitar melodies intertwine seamlessly with the evocative lyrics, drawing the audience into a world of introspection and contemplation.

With a voice that exudes sincerity and depth, the singer adds a layer of vulnerability to the song, inviting the listener to join them on a journey of self-discovery and reflection. The subtle vibrato in their delivery adds a haunting quality to the performance, leaving a lasting impression on the audience.

The addition of strings in the arrangement brings a rich texture to the music, enhancing the emotional impact of the song. Drawing comparisons to the likes of Tommy Stinson, These Guitars Say Sorry's sound is both familiar and refreshingly unique, carving out a distinct identity in the realm of alternative rock.

"Complicated" stands as a testament to the band's songwriting prowess, offering a poignant exploration of the complexities of life and relationships. With its raw honesty and genuine sincerity, the song leaves an indelible mark on the listener, making it a standout track in the alternative music scene.

Complicated  

Lost my way found it again 
Meet you there at half past ten 
Enemy need a friend 
Trusting me it all depends 


The light it shines into the dark 
Simple, simple shine like stars 
Tell a joke and I might laugh  
Falling down is who we are 

Turning inside twisted round 
Forever lost and sometimes found 
Right side up and upside down 
Shallow sorrows never drown 

Yes I know it's complicated 
I'm in my bed I helped to make it 
Fools rush in while I just waited 
I can't find love if I just hate it     x2 


Sadness, sadness please be kind 
I'm talking to you all the time 
Seek to find but you just hide 
Behind your hands inside your mind 


It's scaring me to even start 
To write the end the hardest part 
Another tear a bleeding heart 
All you had to do was ask 

Darling, darling pucker up 
You're in demand but out of luck 
Drink it down pass me the cup 
You know that more is never enough 


Yes I know it's complicated 
I'm in my bed I helped to make it 
Fools rush in while I just waited 
I can't find love if I just hate it     x2

Complicated by These Guitars Say Sorry. Alternative rock. Alternative type beat.

"Hollow" by UK singer-songwriter These Guitars Say Sorry intricately explores the dynamics of relationships. The vibrato guitar serves as the perfect backdrop for the poignant lyrics, weaving a tapestry of emotion and introspection. Against this musical canvas, the song delves into the complexities of love, longing, and vulnerability. With soul-stirring melodies and heartfelt vocals, "Hollow" captures the essence of shared experiences and the delicate balance of intimacy and distance.

Lyrics:

No use waiting for tomorrow 
When today it never ends 
And our parting's greatest sorrow 
Is that then we'll still be friends 

Hold me tight and let it go 
Your biggest fears are those you know 
If they can't see it doesn't show 
As above then so below 

And all your fine words ring so hollow 
With every letter that you send 
And I'm not sure that I follow 
You told me it all depends 

I ask you quietly 
And you just smile 
My eyes are shut tightly 
I dream once in a while 
I dream once in a while 

My replies just ring so empty 
You see it's all just a game 
Wise words if I ever speak them 
Only seem to fan the flames 

Hold me tight and let it go 
Your biggest fears are those you know 
If they can't see it doesn't show 
As above then so below

Hollow by These Guitars Say Sorry [singer-songwriter]

These Guitars Say Sorry, is an enigmatic figure in the alternative music scene. With his distinctive voice and introspective lyrics, he crafts songs that blend folk, rock, and indie elements. His music often explores themes of love, identity, and the human condition with wit and irony. His album releases including "Continued" and "Seven Year's To Dust, have solidified his reputation as a unique and thought-provoking singer songwriter.

One Eyed In Paradise continues this trend with heartfelt vocals and percussive solo guitar it traverses folk music and alternative rock in a singer songwriter style.

Lyrics

If thine eye offends me
Then pluck it out
In the world we live in
We all fall down

In the country of the blind
The one eyed man is king
Lions led by donkeys
We live like we're asleep

One eyed in paradise
Is it warm enough
Would you like more ice?
I forgot I need to ask you twice
You like it here, you like it here
You like it here, you like it here

This paradise is what we've made it
Perfect once but now degraded
Learnt the truth learnt to betray it
The once clear vision dull and faded
Ask the builder, call the craftsman
Build our happy ever after
Bring us joy and bring us laughter
You like it here? Amen, You like it here? Amen

One eyed in paradise
Is it warm enough
Would you like more ice?
I forgot I need to ask you twice
You like it here, you like it here
You like it here, you like it here

If your ears betray you
Because you've heard too much
Let your mouth not speak the knowledge
Nor your hands reach out to touch

If your feet should keep on walking
Past the pain you can't endure
You'd like to think you're bothered
But you're never really sure

One eyed in paradise
Is it warm enough
Would you like more ice?
I forgot I need to ask you twice
You like it here, you like it here
You like it here, you like it here

These Guitars Say Sorry - One Eyed In Paradise [alt rock | singer songwriter]

With a 40 hour week, we’re not making ends meet
My TV sells dreams that I’ll never need
And this handful of pills they mask all my ills
If dollars made sense, then I’d pay all my bills

And the hollowed out cheeks of the people you meet
With their eyes sunk like sinners, sick of defeat
The faithful on Sunday, forgotten on Monday
You wonder if God sees the poor and the hungry

Cos that’s just how lucky we are x4

Our hopes are depressed by the company yes men
And corporate sweatshops employing small children
More blessed than the rest because we are chosen
Sleep warm in your beds if the truth’s never spoken
It's time to be quiet 
And glad of what you've got
Remember they have
Remember you have not

Cos that’s just how lucky we are x4

Form the man of the cloth
To the man with the gun
To the man with your vote in his pocket
They’ve stolen your past they’re betraying your future
There’s nothing you can do about it

You try hard to believe much harder to hope
That this suffering isn’t for nothing
But the clothes on your back are riddled with holes
And the debt collector’s coming a knocking

That's Just How Lucky We Are by These Guitars Say Sorry

"Circus" by These Guitars Say Sorry is a mesmerizing composition that seamlessly blends the craftsmanship of a UK singer-songwriter with the captivating allure of crisp acoustic guitars and great lyrics. 

The guitars in "Circus" stand out with their clarity and precision, creating an atmosphere that is both soulful and invigorating. The crispness of the guitar work complements the emotive vocals, forming a harmonious union that guides the listener through the sonic landscape.

Lyrics

Hello, good evening, welcome 
To the show that never ends 
And the harsh words that are spoken 
Oh well, you will soon forget 

Gather round for a moment 
Won’t you lend me all your ears 
I’ll make you smile I’ll make you cry 
I’ll wipe away your tears 

And you know now, how these things work out 
That when you laugh out loud you cry inside 
And the truth is no-one sees you 
You just want to know that you’re alive 

The invites have been sent out  
I made sure to ask your friends 
And if they have a good night 
I suppose it all depends 

On frame of mind, and place and time 
On truth and nothing more 
Pulling flowers from magic hats 
To the sound of loud applause 

And you know now, how these things work out 
That when you laugh out loud you cry inside 
And the truth is no-one sees you 
You just want to know that you’re alive 

And you’ve seen it all before 
Now’s not the time for a confession 
And the possessions of the poor 
You try to call them blessings 

When the curtain does come down 
And the greatest show has ended 
You’ll know it was a lie 
And all you did was you pretended 

Standing on the high wire 
Trying hard not to be brave 
The clowns are drunk on whiskey 
The bearded lady’s had a shave 

The excitement of the spotlight 
Fades in the cold, harsh light of day 
When the big top as been taken down 
Your dreams are all betrayed 

And you know now, how these things work out 
That when you laugh out loud you cry inside 
And the truth is no-one sees you 
You just want to know that you’re alive

Circus by These Guitars Say Sorry. UK singer songwriter.

Love Wins

How should I know you?
By the bruises on my neck
But I still love you
Cos it's all that we have left

I've hidden my black eyes
Still feel those Chinese burns
One more of your Glasgow kisses
I don't even feel it hurt

Oh, you hate me and you throw your stones
Hit me with sticks
And break my bones
It's the only thing I've ever known
But love wins, love wins (x2)

There's a tale they used to tell
As young men marched to glory
Speak to them on their return
They'll tell a different story
It would cause much less fuss 
If we could make them more like us
Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori

Oh, pin a ribbon on his chest
Close the casket ,lay him to rest
And just in case you forget
Love wins, love wins (x2)

I guess I just don't recognise
How you have made me civilized
Bloody sun in bloody skies
Pro patria mori

It should come as no surprise
It all unfolds before your eyes
The earth first screams
And then it dies
You never saw the warning

So go ahead and make your plans
The results are never in your hands
A game that you don't understand
Love wins, love wins (x2)

By the left, 2, 3, 4
Hut, 2,3,4
Present arms 2,3,4
Fire 2,3,4

Love Wins by These Guitars Say Sorry

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You're Not Listening by These Guitars Say Sorry. The 6th acoustic album the UK singer songwriter

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