Lovely guitar, performance and wonderful lyrics. 😊🎶

Sure enjoyed this tune and your comments-- sad state of affairs it seems !!

Drawn here by the sequel, a beautiful lament for a country that never really existed.

What a deep humility I feel in the face of this song. I think I need to let it sink in. So beautiful...so.....wonderful.....

Oh Peter I hear and ache with you as you lament the passing of your cherished Jerusalem, and I fully excuse you.  It’s sad, but I think it’s so.  I look from afar, but I say as goes (went) Europe, so now goes England.  Yes some, even on these pages, recite concern, but I just don’t see enough of a rebellious spirit stirring in your parts.  We’ve got the passion here, and it’s strong, but so feared & hated that eventual disruption is inevitable.

Powerful and so bitterly/sadly true. An epic, though tragic revelation in song, so deeply decried with words that shower down like tears. Durge

Back again as this becomes more and more cliff edge pertinent… I could not agree more with this excellently written and performed piece.

I so wish I could write lyrics like these, they touch deep. I am so glad I’m old and won’t be a bystander in England’s death throes.

Scotty: guitars, lyrics, vocals
Tommy: lyrics, bass

Heaven (Free Of Style)

Let's Get You Home

I live in a country where, for example:

•	A new “animal welfare” bill will ensure that around 100 million sentient animals each year will suffer extreme, prolonged trauma and pain as they are slaughtered without having first been stunned.  This is in order to respect minority religious beliefs.
•	Male convicted child abusers and rapists who decide to “identify as a woman” have the right to serve their sentences in women-only prisons so that their rights are not compromised.
•	The desperate, hysterical craving for universal “equality” manifests itself in obscene levels of positive discrimination to deliver race / gender etc "quotas".
•	Ransoms of hundreds of millions of pounds are paid to crass despotic theocracies to release hostages – money that will fund the development of nuclear programmes that those state-agents of god intend to deploy for the obliteration of neighbouring countries and their cultures.
•	A high ranking female politician declines the invitation to define what a woman is, for fear of “being dragged down a rabbit hole”.
•	Police and local government services turn a blind eye to industrial scale sexual abuse of vulnerable young girls to avoid stirring racial tensions.
•	It is decreed that if we can’t buy our oil from a thief we may as well buy it from a murderer as pumping our own plentiful supplies locally may offend environmentalists.
•	Ad infinitum.

The country I live in used to be called England.

Last night I read her the last rights, sang her this little poem I made up for her and cradled her as she slipped fitfully away.

I didn’t bother to mark the grave.
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The Cold Blooded Murder Of Albion

Whisper, sweet love,
Did you feel any hurt,
As they hacked at your heart
With their blunt knives of dirt?
Love of my life!
Did you feel any pain?
As they raised up their rocks
To stone your brain.

The true paragon of fair
Balanced and just.
Slain by dogmas of air
Lunatic liberal lust.
I’ll lullaby your dead heart
That pulmonary shocks can’t restart
We’re history consigned,
To bedlam resigned.
But I’d rather rot dead
Than wake in a contemporary bed
Of moral principle smoothies
In a world that eschews me.
Hush, don’t make a fuss, there’s no need to discuss
Spinning whirlpools of statuesque dust
All relics of pride, I’ve laid delicately aside
In simple disgust.

The Cold Blooded Murder Of Albion

Many thanks to Chuck for his work on this track. The lyrics that inspired him are listed below.
Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocals, Music and Mix by Chuck Aaron

HE GREW UP ON A SMALL RANCH
WHERE THE WINTERS WERE HARD
THE SNOW WAS ALWAYS FALLIN'
WITH MOUNTAINS IN HIS BACKYARD

HIS DADDY LEFT HIM THAT RANCH
AND A BIG HEARD OF CATTLE
WHEN HE LEFT THIS OLD WORLD
EVERYDAY IS A NEW BATTLE

DRIVING TO TOWN ONE MORNIN' 
WAY BEFORE DAYLIGHT
HE HELPED A GIRL CHANGE A TIRE
IT WAS LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

(CHORUS)
HE LOVES THAT COWGIRL
HIS REASON FOR GETTIN' UP
IN THE COLD MORNINGS
SHE FILLS HIS HEART WITH JOY
YEA...SHE FILLS HIS HEART WITH JOY

THEY WORK LONG HOURS
ON THAT OLD RANCH
DURING THE LONG WINTERS
AND LOVE EVERY MINUTE

LOVE KEEPS THE COWBOY
AND COWGIRL TOGETHER
WORKIN' THE RANCH BRINGS THEM JOY
NO MATTER HOW BAD THE WEATHER

WELL, THE COWBOY LOVES HER
THE COWGIRL LOVES HIM
THEY BOTH LOVE COWBOYIN'
AND GOD LOVES THEM

(REPEAT CHORUS 2 times)

2022 © Lyrics by Tony Harris

He Loves That Cowgirl - Collab with Chuck Aaron - Original

Fading Things

Fading things fading after me
 Faded pictures in my mind
 Fragile things break quietly 
 Vultures circling about 

And I’ll ﬂy away with you to a sky all made for you where your eyes get back their youth

Painted wings failing suddenly
 Angels shatter in the dark
 Instincts lead you ﬂee society
 Old desires win your mind

And I’ll runaway with you while the sun delays the moon and your troubles pass you through
And I’ll ﬂy away with you to a sky all made for you where your eyes get back their youth.

Fading Things

Edge of infinity

℗ © Copyright Ian Stokes. All Rights Reserved
Recorded and mixed using Logic. Mastered in Soundcloud
Guitar played: Taylor 714CE tuned B F♯ B E G♯ B
Photography: Thanks go to Nigel and Libby Hume at Hume Photography.
LYRICS:
In the cool of the Arizona morning
There are no words to say
The sun lights up
The eastern sky
At the dawn…….
Of a brand new day

The tumbleweed is turning
Looking to put down some roots
Maybe it’s just my calling
To have dust ……
All over my boots 

I don’t see all there is to see
I don’t hear all there is to hear
There’s light and there’s shade and something in-between
And the distance …………drawing near

I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust  …………. all over my boots

The slow and steady beat
Of these hooves upon the ground
Horse and rider as one
And at peace ………
With that sound

I don’t see all there is to see
I don’t hear all there is to hear
There’s light and there’s shade and something in-between
And the distance …………drawing near 

I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust all over my boots
I’ve got dust  …………. all over my boots

Dust All Over My Boots

Greed always defeats reason. I could not imagine a dictatorial country would wage war in the 21 century. What did we learn from WWⅡ? 
Russia’s invasion into Ukraine is not something that just happens to other people. Japan is surrounded by dictatorial countries. Depending on the results of this war , they would think that military strength could change the situation advantageous to them. It's never acceptable.

STOP WAR

have you seen the sun? (roughdemo2withpiano)

Don't end It all

[ verse]
na chvíľu zastav a pozri sa hore, 
do korún stromov, na modrú oblohu, 
na všetky krásy ponúkané zhora, 
nemôžeš kúpiť,  len pokúsiť sa vidieť
ich znova.

[verse]

Na krásu sa  ticho dívať  musí,
ako ten pocit, keď bosou nohou 
na zelenú trávu  ráno stúpiš
rosa  je nielen na kolejích
kto raz spoznal ju
 kde ju nájde sa  už nepýta
[ verse]
Nevadia záveje snehu uprostred zimy
studený vietor pod čiapku fúka
najradšej sedel by si  asi dnuka

mne však 
[ bridge , instrumental guitar ]
[ refrain]
jarná nálada ponúka mi rýmy
za vami utekám  hneď s nimi
na leto nastavený
čakám

[ verse]
[ gentle guitar, melodic whispering, echoing]
a  rannú rosu  cítim
ked bosou nohou po napadnutom snehu
stúpam
a nedbalo po vonku sa flákam
[ outro]
[ bridge]
keď na jar, či leto čakám

[ refrain]

jarná nálada ponúka mi rýmy
za vami utekám  hneď s nimi
na leto nastavený
čakám

a ja sa flákam
na na naa na naaa

sa flákam
[ outro instrumental, folk guitar]

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