This is the best thing ive ever heard in my entire life i love you take care

Wind At Our Backs - Combstead / Robert Grigg

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Rock n Roll Nomad

This is a cry for help from someone trapped in a cubicle.  It is the roar that comes after years of humiliating scenerios where someone is forced to swallow their pride to keep their paycheck.  It is the complete realization of the waste of the workplace.  Working with people you have nothing in common with at a job that offers no real fullfillment.

The Company of Strangers (Electric)

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Living With Violence

When I'm feeling trapped inside my expensive cardboard box
And I'm feeling prisoner to my wild fears and thoughts
In a world so black and white and nothing in between
I need to immerse myself into a sea of green

Out the door and out on my own
Don't need no fax machines, pagers, or phone
Away from the nonsense and into what's good
I'll be out for awhile I'm going for a walk in the woods

When I'm feeling overwhelmed in a world so full of hurt
Hear the spirits calling me to return to the dirt
Where I feel like a child no matter what my age
Find the key to unlock this self imposed cage

Out the door and out on my own
Don't need no fax machines, pagers, or phone
Away from the nonsense and into what's good
I'll be out for awhile I'm going for a walk in the woods

Walk In The Woods

An evil eye,
taking you down from inside,
and a chance to find.
All promises pitch up and die.

The darkest days,
provide us an easy escape.
But, pain is safe,
it's better to stay in one place.

Save me if you must insist that I'm crazy.
Hesitating, im too lazy. 
to dig myself out of this hole.
Oh, show me a way through the doldrums,
then hold me, never again, to be lonely.
A spark still remains in my bones. 

As age increased, 
pictured in dramatic releif.
A statue that weeps,
with a wink and a turn of the cheek.

You carried on. 
In spite all the chords you got wrong.
For one final song.
No one is here for too long.

The main line.
The way through the forest at night time.
The secret that lasts a whole lifetime.
No darkness encroaching upon.
Let go of me.
Because everything can be just rosy.
The doldrums can be warm and cosy.
When you learn to be on your own. 

Alcohol. 
A saccharine plaster that falls,
off all too soon.
A madman that howls at the moon.
A beaten soul,
A pocket of nonsense to hold.
Like a shining stone,
All pathways that lead your to home.

Depression 
Perhaps this can be a good lesson,
to not notice what you've been missing,
to separate mind from the soul. 
You'll never get,
without at least getting your feet wet.
At least you're not quite bloody there yet.
You don't even know what is wrong. 


The Doldrums

Love Song No 1 (Mike Westbrook)

Lazy

Driving To The Mountains

Midlife crisis consisting of loud sound systems, Daft Punk, Psy-Trance, Indie Disco…….

Father, husband, and musician somewhere in between!

These are the first mixes I’ve played with in over a decade’s time!  Hope ya dig!

To be continued…..

Peace!

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Chris Dozier

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