Lyrics: 

We came back from time to time
to change the color of the frame
the ghosts, the ghosts 

We came back from time to time
to change 
the sense of the words
the ghosts, the ghosts

We came to change it all 
chaos without control
the ghosts, the ghosts

Listening this song
in an urban jungel 
i can't decide 
where to go next
all is filled 
with this one color
i shouldn't stay here 
filled with unrest

A Trace To Keep Control

Ephemeral Ghosts

Something for everyone. mixture of ballads, a little rock, some jazz f as well.

HERO - ESTHER HENDRICKS

A yoga holiday in crete
Smashing plates around my feet
Don't worry they were specially made
There's no need to be afraid

Of the environmental footprint
It didn't cost a mint
I'm lying here in the sun
Eating greek salad, its a lot of fun

To drink the wine and downward dog
Lets hope my stomach won't honk
Namaste, pranayama, drishti and asana

Dont know what any of it means
get the mat and I'll meet you in my dreams
To the bar we frequent
More regularly than lent
Despite being a healthy holiday
We can eat what we like and party
We can eat what we like and party

402. a yoga holiday in crete (harding).mp3

I call to talk but I have nothing to say
I just want to hear your voice
I act like I don’t have a care in the world
And that not being yours was my choice
I wanted to tell you that I can’t stop thinking
Of you, your face, and your ways
But words once spoken can’t be reclaimed
So I play the role of friend instead

False friend, there’s no end to my deception
False friend, better longing than rejection
False friend, in the order of what matters
Better dreams untapped than shattered

Your touch is accidental
But it hits like an lightening bolt
My face is a mask, I’ll never show
The feelings you evoke
Are you really not aware
Of the chaos you create
When you’re not here, I’m clear of mind
But one look and I can't think straight

False friend, there’s no end to my deception
False friend, better longing than rejection
False friend, in the order of what matters
Better dreams untapped than shattered

I rest my hand on your seat
When I travel alone
You’re a ghost in my days
Presence felt, never shown
Not a chill, but a warmth in my bones
Like a secret, comforting shawl

False friend, there’s no end to my deception
False friend, better longing than rejection
False friend, in the order of what matters
Better dreams untapped than shattered

False Friend

An acoustic guitar soundtrack piece about a young lady who's lost all her memory prior to emerging from a severe trauma-induced accident. She's struggling with the task of reinventing herself.

Forgotten Memories

Grey on Grey is the only song in our entire catalogue which was entirely written by Mark, lyrics and lyric melody included. We first performed and recorded this song acoustically with our live band back when Watchglass first began. I cannot help but remember, as an incy wincy thorn in my side, that our bass player, Chris, happened to comment very enthusiastically on the lyrics…, just something like “excellent lyrics,” but as I was the lyricist for the band and he’d never made such a comment on any of my songs, AND because Mark professed himself not to be a lyrics writer (or singer, which he can also do quite beautifully), well it almost felt unfair… almost. I was far too enamoured with the whole new vista of singing songs and writing songs to be put off by lack of a compliment. I just noted it to myself and thanked heavens I was at least able to sing the song and that I was evidently working with an all round song genius (albeit overly humble about some of his skills). This single is a new take on Mark’s masterpiece, Grey on Grey (aka Blind Princess).

Blind princess running down the stars
Playing in the dark
Lit by reflections neon lights wet streets
We all want to shine
So bright

I want to know if you remember
All of my memories
I want mine to fade away
You just leave me hung and haunted now

I’m scattered and he is gone
Just like the rain falling from the heaven
Stain of my eyes are lost
In a kind of grey on grey.

And when you fell on me
Cold yet so soft
You soaked through to my skin
Shivered and I was gone
Lost in a kind of grey on grey
I’m like snow on a summer’s day
I know I’m not meant to stay

I’m scattered and he is gone
Just like the rain falling from the heaven
Stain of my eyes are lost
In a kind of grey

Playing in the dark
Running down the stars
Blind princess
Playing in the dark
Running down the stars
In a kind of grey

Grey On Grey

not available -

A song that we originally recorded October 2023 that was sitting in our long list of unreleased songs.

Gaz then thought it could work as a duet and Nat was her usual enthusiastic self and she loved the track and worked her magic adding some lead vocals but also some beautiful harmony layers which she has a real gift and skill at. 

We have another track waiting in the wings we've done with Nat, which will be along in the next couple of weeks hopefully.  

Gaz wrote the lyrics which he says is a simple young love story under the stars in a tiny festival tent.

Stitch Your Name

V1
She said words can be beautiful but love is action
So stop talking now and show me that attraction
So I poured another glass of wine
I said tonight is the night then we combine
My God your so cheesy but being with you just makes easy

Chorus
If it’s on let’s think it
If it’s on let’s want it
If it’s on let’s do it
The tapestry of natures, embroidery
Stitch your name into my heart
The first letter is always athe start

V2
I take that as compliment not treat it with contempt
Underneath the stars in a field in this tiny festival tent
Listening to the echoes of the weekends event
Will stay with us forever and be always meant
And I don’t think I’ve ever this felt so content

Chorus to finish

Stitch Your Name   -   Conscience of Kings with Nat Daniels

Six Roses

J Ruff

All rights reserved 9/7/2020

Late to the Show

You came in from the pouring rain
And stepped into the light...
Worn and frayed
That stormy night...

You slipped up to the microphone
Held with all your might
Quarter past ten
That Tuesday night....

The kit it fell silent
The bass man he froze 
Echos through the rafters
Straight to the soul...

The silence was so deafening
Until you let it go...
Rich and arresting
How could they know...

The teardrops rolled like thunder
From your eyes into theirs
Rivers of emotion 
For all to hear...

The kit it fell silent
The bass man he froze 
Echos through the rafters
Straight to the soul...

HERO - ESTHER HENDRICKS

Esther Hendricks