Rob Miles : Words, Music, Vocal, Guitar 
Solène Doually : Vocal

Recorded by Arthur Gouret at Sextan Studios, Malakoff. Mastered by Sonambule

Lyrics:

Oh I'm falling 
You left me on my own
I'm calling out 
But the empty sky soaks up the sound
I'll keep on walking 
Until my legs don't work no more
Then I'll lay my body down upon the ground

And you never know 
Just what's in store
Why is it that too much of a good thing 
Just makes us bored?
Well I thought that I could make it by myself,

but oh, I'm falling...

And now it's folded
And it's in a drawer
What was a moment
Is now a story
And if you ever 
Feel alone
Well, there's a place within me 
You have a home

Lay My Body Down Upon The Ground (Demo)

Rob Miles : Words, Music, Vocals, Guitar 
Julien Bettoni : Electric Double Bass 
Alice Gauthier : Clarinet
Solène Doually : Violin
Loreleï Martinsse : Diatonic Accordion

recorded (at SAE Paris), mixed and mastered by Sonambule

Lyrics:

If we meet again
You can bet we’ll both be older
You can tell your stories 
And I will tell you mine
If we meet again
Well, we can talk about it
If we meet again 
A little further down the line

Yes I sure am sorry that you’re leaving
But I understand you’ve got to go
I guess it’s best that we all keep on moving
Exactly what’s to come we’ll never know

(If we meet again…)

Having you around has been terrific
Everyone will miss you very much
I wish you all the best in everything that’s coming up
Promise me you’ll try and stay in touch

(If we meet again…)

I wonder if you’ll ever be returning?
That will be a celebration day
Even though you have been quite determined
That you will be staying well away

(If we meet again…)

But if you change your mind
And decide that you’ll come back again
Yes, if you change your mind
Well, I won’t mind
No, I won’t mind
No, I won’t mind
Not one little bit

(If we meet again…)

If We Meet Again (Demo)

Rob Miles : Words, Music, Voice, Guitar 
Julien Bettoni : Electric Double Bass 
Alice Gauthier : Clarinet
Solène Doually : Musical Saw, Vocals 
Loreleï Martinsse : Diatonic Accordion, Vocals

recorded (at SAE Paris), mixed and mastered by Sonambule

Lyrics:

And is it folded into laparello books,
Or is it hidden in the wrinkle of a walnut,
Or the shrapnel of its shell ?
Does it crackle in the static, 
Under dust sheets in the attic,
Is it howling in the silence of a broken bell ?

Is it swimming thick in mystery,
Does it crystallise in hindsight,
Does it mind its table manners,
Or is it tugging on your sleeve ?
Is it defined by shadow,
Given depth through tonal ranges,
Do the angels sing its entrance,
When the rent's due does it leave ?

Where does it come from ?
Where does it go ?
Don't ask me, 
Because I don't know.

And can you drink it into focus,
Is it face down in the mud,
Is it thudding in a headache,
Or vented from the spleen ?
Does it delineate a figure,
Can it trigger something bigger,
Is it loaded in the memory of a madeleine ?

Do you see it in perifery,
Or in the eyes of monkeys,
Do you think of it in reverie,
Or pick it out your soup ?
Can you grow it, can you shed it,
Can you pay for it on credit,
Can you shuffle it or skip it,
Or is it stuck on loop ?

Where does it come from ?
Where does it go ?
Don't ask me, 
Because I don't know.

And are these cracks on our media screens stimulating,
Intellectually sexy or sensationally frustrating ?
And if we penetrate these gaps are we warmly enclosed,
Or exposed, defenestrated, initiating collapse ?

And does a lapse in our memory
Make space for concentration
Create a place for recreation,
Open up the room to test ?
Or does it hamper forward movement,
If we ignore trial and improvement,
Do we just scrawl another phallus on the palimpsest ?

Where does it come from ?
Where does it go ?
Don't ask me, 
Because I don't know.

I can't tell you
Where you might find it
I've been asking
And I have no answers 
Now

And can it love you like a daughter,
Then demand of you a slaughter,
Does it take you out and buy you drinks,
And get you in a fight ?
Does it present itself in visions,
In a blinding flash of light,
Or does it creep into your bedroom,
In the middle of the night ?

Do you take it on vacation,
Or find it at your destination,
Does it patiently await you,
Or hurry on ahead ?
Can it be read between the lines,
Across the forehead of your father,
Do you gather it in bundles,
From the cities of the dead ?

Where does it come from ?
Where does it go ?
Don't ask me, 
Because I don't know.

I Don't Know (Demo)

Written and arranged by Rob Miles. 
Recorded and mixed by Nico at Caverne Studio, Paris. 
Mastered by Chab Mastering, Paris.

Rob Miles : Words, Music, Voice, Guitar, Harmonica, Percussion 
Alice Gauthier : Clarinet 
Julien Bettoni : Double Bass 
Solène Doually : Musical Saw 
Loreleï Martinsse : Backing Vocals

Lyrics :
Well you can sell your soul to the devil on Saturday night 
You might turn your head at the winking of his light 
But know that the glittering price that he offers, well it aint no gold 
It won't balance it's weight with the worth of what's being sold 

Don't believe him, turn him away 
Don't receive him, don't let him stay 
Because he's a thief at the end of the day 
What he's got up his sleeve is what he's using to pay 

It's a ticket for a one-way ride across the river 
Charon is your chauffeur and he's sure to deliver 
One-way rides across the river Styx

One Way Rides Across The River

Written and arranged by Rob Miles. 
Recorded and mixed by Nico at Caverne Studio, Paris. 
Mastered by Chab Mastering, Paris.

Rob Miles : Words, Music, Voice, Guitar, Harmonica, Percussion 
Alice Gauthier : Bass Clarinet 
Julien Bettoni : Double Bass 
Solène Doually : Backing Vocals 
Loreleï Martinsse : Backing Vocals

Lyrics :

My body is weak 
But my mind is strong 
And I know it won’t be long 
Yes it won’t be long 
Until I see your face 
Next to each other 
We will take our place 
At a welcome table 
We both shall eat 
And take the burden 
Right off our feet 

I’ve found a place where I belong 
I’ve found a voice and a brand new song 
I have a reason to keep my head up high 
It wont always be easy 
But I can always try 

But I need you to 
Help me 
Keep me 
Keeping on

Keeping On

All songs written and arranged by Rob Miles, except 'Take It Easy Max', which is a version of 'Il Est Libre Max' Composed by Hervé Cristiani. Lyrics and arrangement by Rob Miles.

Recorded and Mixed on tape by Arthur dB at Studio Saint-Lambert, Paris, France. Mastered by Quentin at Soundtrip.

Rob Miles : Voice, Guitar, Organ
Alice Gauthier : Clarinet, Bass Clarinet
Solène Doually : Backing Vocals, Violin, Musical Saw
Bruno Sigogneau : Double Bass
Elsa Dominguez : Backing Vocals, Ukulele
Léo Jacquet : Drums, Percussion

These Are The Days

When You Ain't Satisfied

If We Meet Again

The Past Continuous

Think Again

Slipping Away

Take It Easy Max

Demo 2, 2018 

'I Don't Know' & ' If We Meet Again' recorded (at SAE Paris), mixed and mastered by Sonambule. 

'Keeping On' & 'Lay My Body Down Upon The Ground' recorded by Arthur Gouret at Sextan Studios, Malakoff. Mastered by Sonambule.
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Démo, 2017. 

Recorded by Arthur Gouret at Sextan Studios, Malakoff. Mastered by Quentin Fleury at Soundtrip.

'Rob Miles & Les Clés Anglaises, c'est une rencontre alchimique entre l'auteur-compositeur-interprète britannique Rob Miles et quatre musiciens français.
Ensemble, ils donnent vie à leurs compositions dans une performance musicale et visuelle unique…. Les voix et les instruments ne font qu’un, et l’on découvre un spectacle complet, à la croisée des chansons folk, blues et country et du théâtre vaudevillesque.'

Rob Miles : Words, Music, Voice, Guitar 
Julien Bettoni : Electric Double Bass 
Alice Gauthier : Clarinet, Bass Clarinet 
Solène Doually : Musical Saw, Vocals, Percussion 
Loreleï Martinsse : Diatonic Accordion, Vocal, Percussion

Rob Miles & Les Clés Anglaises

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