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ENTIRE INBOX: Batch 405

Medicine Man

The street lies dark
and sergeant O'Neil
is on night patrol
both hands on the wheel
The drunks and the thieves
He knows them by name
and it weighs on his heart
to see what they became

Every night is the same
Nothing ever changes
but the season

Big dreams
laid to rest
in dark places
Big dreams
trapped in
windowless spaces
Big dreams
Smiles gone
from the faces
of those
who stayed behind

Father Mulholland
looks at the crowd
Five lonely souls
all with heads bowed
His sermons once flowed
with drive and conviction
now all he can muster
is drab repetition

Every Sunday is the same
Nothing ever changes
but the season

Big dreams
laid to rest
in dark places
Big dreams
trapped in
windowless spaces
Big dreams
Smiles gone
from the faces
of those
who stayed behind

The excitement of youth
The thrill of the stranger
The great unknown
The sweet edge of danger
They fade over time
To tired resignation
To stay was a choice
is their pale justification

Big dreams
laid to rest
in dark places
Big dreams
trapped in
windowless spaces
Big dreams
Smiles gone
from the faces
of those
who stayed behind

Sally O’Brien
pulls one more beer
As it fills it reminds her
Of malt soaked tears
The drunks tell her stories
She's heard them all before
Their whole lives determined
By where they come from

Every Friday night is the same
Nothing ever changes
but the season

Big dreams
laid to rest
in dark places
Big dreams
trapped in
windowless spaces
Big dreams
Smiles gone
from the faces
of those
who stayed behind

Big Dreams

You Are The Eyes

Music and lyrics - Viv Goodwin-Darke
Vocals, flute and piano - Viv Goodwin-Darke
Organ, bass guitar and drum programming - Billie Bottle
Recorded and mixed by Viv and Billie

Confection

Using her haunting vocals and simple instrumentation, Belinda Gillett creates ethereal landscapes of nature, love and struggle.  Often compared to Sandy Denny and Joan Baez and is influenced by Nick Drake, Radiohead, The Sundays and Frightened Rabbit.

Belinda Gillett - Homing - 03 - Blame

Fresh On The Net is a music blog hosted by Tom Robinson and Team Freshnet, offering independent artists an open door and a level playing field for their music. Our inbox is open at http://freshonthenet.co.uk every Monday to Thursday morning - if you share a track with us there it will be heard by every member of our moderation team.

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You Are The Eyes

Lord John Rook