Lovely chordings and arrangement...sweet song!

Makes me think of something George Harrison would have done.

These lyrics hold a lot of truth. The melody is really good listening and good vocal. Ed and Beverly

Andrew wrote this wonderful song and asked me to do some guitar on it. Very fun stuff. I'm honored!

Check him out: https://soundcloud.com/andrew-smith

Going Home- By Andrew LB Smith with R Grigg on guitar

Ourselves - performed by Georgia George, written by Mike Lumb. Produced by Zestu. Album cover creation goes to Alison Tuffin. This future bass single is part of the ‘It Never Rains Inside’ Ep. Listen Now!

It Never Rains Inside

Ourselves - Georgia George

Ever thought you knew someone..?

ALL MY LIFE (uncomplicated)

it shouldn’t be so complicated
it’s such a simple thing
people can seem so unrelated but
put together they’re everything

all my life
I could’ve sworn you were
on my side
(I didn’t know that)
all this time
I didn’t see we were
different minds…

seems we circumnavigated
each and every little thing 
Can’t believe how long we’ve wasted
just to find us here again

mmm we’ve got to unravel this thing
shake out the knots un-knot this string
there’s no need to overstate it… 
it should be un-complicated

all my life
I could’ve sworn you were
on my side
didn’t know that
all this time
I didn’t know we had
different minds…

all tangled up in something we could never be
all we’d ever seen is something we’ve already seen

all my life…
all this time…

it shouldn’t be this complicated
it’s such a simple thing
people can seem so unrelated
put together they’re everything

put together they’re everything…

Uncomplicated

Anyone remember when everyone lived their lives through their Filofax, and had to seek emotional support if they lost theirs? Smart Devices took over and we never looked back...

SECRETS & LIES/Cracks on Your Screen


tell me your secrets, tell me your lies
Tell me the things you should hide, but don’t even try…
show me the picture you take all the time
The one where the world is a dream as it’s seen through your eye
And it’s all, right there in your hands
Your past, your prayers and your plans…
in some modern dance
Is your life enhanced?
it’s not what it seems
it’s not just a dream
you could be anywhere
you could be anything… oooh…
turn out the lights
and what do you see?
Is there anything left
connects you to me…
is there anybody there???

After all we’ve dreamed 
Behind all these scenes
Is that all we’ve been 
Just cracks on your screen?

decipher the meaning, in all that you find 
Discerning deceiving misleading all in your own time…
when the facts are all fractured and truth is misheard
the news is a feed that you read of just so many words…
is it worth every second glance
When the world could slip through your hands
In some glistening trance,
Is your life enhanced…?
is it not what it seems
isn't life just a dream
When you could be anyone,
you could be anything… oooh…
is it not what it seems
is it not just a dream
When you could be anywhere
you could be anything… oooh…
turn out the lights
and what do you see?
Is there anything left
to connect you to me?
Is there anybody there?

After all we’ve seen
Behind all these scenes
Is that all we’ve been
Just cracks on your screen?

tell me your secrets, tell me your lies
Tell me the things you should hide, but you don’t even try…

Cracks On Your Screen

Rest Up

The tale of a slow bus journey to work one morning when I wasn't feeling very good about my job at the time in particular and life in general. With hindsight, I was having a bit of a panic attack. These women on the bus just didn't stop talking shite all the way and I just couldn't 'tune out' in the panic. Everything was winding me up. Every spot of rain, every sneeze, every cough. I like the tune and sound of the guitar more than the lyrics.

Michael Murray's Album

726 (The Falling)

A song for my daughter and my son

Remixed June 23

SINK OR SWIM

take all the time
you need
to get by

you know that sometimes
just breathe
it’s alright…

take all those books
and throw them away
you know every rule
was meant to be overruled someday….

till you see that way you won’t feel that way
till you feel that way you won’t be that way

you know there are some fools
stealing cues
what to do, what to choose

when it comes down to you
make your to do
got nothing to lose...

take all all those lists
and hurl them away
crossing some lines
was meant to be overlooked someday…
until you see that way you won’t feel that way
until you feel that way you won’t be that way…  
until you jump right in
you won’t sink or swim

oh yeah…
til you jump right in
oh yeah…
gotta jump right in…

take all those charts
and chuck them away…
cos being the odd one out
was always gonna pay some day…

until you see that way you won’t feel that way
until you feel that way you won’t be that way…  
until you jump right in
you won’t sink or swim

take all the space 
that you need
to fly….

don’t worry about me
I’ll be here
watching the sky…

take all those books
and hurl them away
you know every rule
was meant to be overturned someday….

until you see that way you won’t feel that way
until you feel that way you won’t be that way…  

until you jump right in
you won’t sink or swim

Sink Or Swim

About how we take climate change, government corruption, big business & lobbying corruption totally for granted, we all know it, and yet...

THE WELL RUNS DRY

And the well runs dry
as the sea runs high
and we all know the reason why
ask anyone
just anyone

and your heavy load
all the debts you’re owed
are lost on the winding road
far from anywhere
far from anywhere

Yet we watch this crash crawl by
one wreck at a time
and we all know all the reasons why
one misstep at a time
one misstep at a time…

too much, too fast
we just knew it would never last
too long, too slow
look at us, we let it all go…

under distant shores
there’s a hidden clause
and we know who it’s hidden for
not just anyone
not just anyone

and the fleet was wrecked
by a force unchecked
yet we all knew what to expect
Ask everyone
just everyone

yet they watch this crash crawl by
one wreck at a time
and they know all the reasons why
one misstep at a time
one misstep at a time
watch the world dissolve
it’s the strangest thing you saw
slow crawling motion
slowly falling through the floor
Falling through the floor
Falling through the floor

too much, too fast
who knew it would never last
too long, too slow
look at us, we let it all go…

And the strangest thing
is the sheepish grin
On the one with the thicker skin
Of anyone
At all...

The Well Runs Dry (COP26 remix: no cop out)

remixed Dec '21

all kinds of things come out of nowhere, a breakup, an accident, a pandemic...

OUT OF NOWHERE

Out of nowhere
Came careering into view
Out of nowhere
Something reminding me that you 
Always knew what to do

Next to no one
Could have foreseen what happened next
Next to no one 
Could have known what's for the best
Expect you know the rest
We didn’t pass the test...

When all the world is trading
Arms and ammo 
When everyone is facing
An uphill battle
And the world and it's dog
Is wagging it's tail 
And the world and it's dog
it's all to no avail

Out of nowhere 
Next to no one 

Out of nowhere
Nowhere left for us to go
out of nowhere
All that’s there is just for show
still you’d never know… 
a never ending show

And so the story goes from
rags to riches
Decline and fall has left us
All in stitches...
the world and it's dog
Is wagging it's tail 
The world and its dog
Just hit the campaign trail…

Out of nowhere 
Next to no one

Out Of Nowhere

Song on "Because I could not stop for Death" by Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children stroved
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed Us –
The Dews drew quivering and Chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity –

Of Life & Death

Marionettenspieler

A ginnel is a passageway between red brick terraced houses, specifically in Yorkshire, where I grew up. The ones near where I lived had peculiar sound reflections that always fascinated me when I was little. Macalla is Irish Gaelic for echo, in a nod to my Irish roots…

Out Of Nowhere

Ginnel Macalla

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