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A New Way On
04:54
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Wecanallfindanewwayon x2
Is this the way we want to live?
Shall we re-write the narrative?
The story should be ours to take or leave. Tiredness closes down the joy,
and sickness stalks my girl and boy,
I try so hard to give them space to breathe.
Wecanallfindanewwayon x2
Remembering from where we've come Seeing clear what can be done Travelling for year and years on end Open up to other ways
Struggle on for all our days Limiting the damage left to mend
Old words are shouting, ours to hear.
Old storytellers bring them near.
We cross the maps with them as our guide. “Out there” is just a part of all,
inside is where we find the call to arms of words.
We’re told so often how to act,
and sold more lies as if they’re fact, comforted by knowing nothing more. But I cannot sit here, my friend, anaesthetised, and not defend
the life I know is out there for us all.
Old words are shouting, ours to hear.
Old storytellers bring them near.
We cross the maps with them as our guide. “Out there” is just a part of all,
inside is where we find the call.
Wecanallfindanewwayon x4
Is this the way we want to live? Shall we re-write the narrative?
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Magnolia
04:36
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Lashes part, darkness drains
More darkness takes it’s place
An eyeful, full of empty space
It’s self assessment day
Happy go lucky has been and gone,
So many seasons past
Only now remembering
Where this all began
So i stare magnolia, a backdrop to that day
Settled with a story, then pack and walk,
Pack and walk away
Self aware, read myself
Slideshows on high speed
And i’m ready with apologies
Though i cannot speak
Happy go lucky has been and gone
So many seasons past
Only now remembering
Where this all began
Spiralling out of control
Deeper and deeper I go
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Do I Know My Way
05:38
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Empty out the bottles and throw them all away
Rest the silent screaming only for today
Sitting here and waiting is good for me it seems
I have no need to strive or hope for realising dreams
I am of these hills, same hills, different view
I am of this sea, same sea, changed horizon
I am of free thought, same mind, open to play But do I know my way?
Dust off all the old books sat around unread
Give them space and reason, too many words unsaid
Soak up generations and feel them living here
And join them in their failures for we've nothing left to fear
I am of these hills, same hills, different view
I am of this sea, same sea, changed horizon
I am of free thought, same mind, open to play But do I know my way?
Rushing 'round like madmen and missing out on much
Pause to take the medicines, surely losing touch
Repeat until it now means nothing, over and over and over and over
Rest the bones on granite, write “the water mirrors sky” Oystercatcher asks me why I feel the need to try
Churn the water, busy boats are taking us somewhere
High quay is dry but down the beach my lover's waiting there
I am of these hills, same hills, different view
I am of this sea, same sea, changed horizon
I am of free thought, same mind, open to play But do I know my way?
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Rolling With The Punches
03:17
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Hold On Tight
03:41
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Live Life For The Day
04:16
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Keeper Jack
03:46
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Driving up to Tinkerbrook in a beat up Escort Van
Through the rough of Roundwood with a 410 in my hand
Open green of parkland through a rusty five bar gate
Bang, first shot the rabbit’s dead, an unforgettable fate,
On the Glemham Hall Estate
CHORUS
Jack he was a Keeper
He woke me up at five
Walked the path through fields of grass
With my Grandad by my side
For forty years he toiled
With honesty and grace
A Cobbold man who worked the land
On the Glemham Hall Estate
Brushing Day we met at eight, in the tatty stable yard
Down the drive to Big Wood in a tractor driven cart
Beat those sticks across the Oak, In a line we drew the game
Back to the cellar at lunchtime for a ploughmans on our plate
On the Glemham Hall Estate
Out of bed and down the stairs, brother Chris was still asleep
Sat in the warm kitchen with a milky cup of tea
Denny’s Grove to Bugs Barn, beside him singing songs
Memories of my childhood like yesterday still strong
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True Sound Friend
04:07
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Then It Goes
03:17
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Often surprising, the shapes life makes
Sometimes cruising, but moments from the brakes Some of us are lucky to choose the road we take
Catch me on the wrong moon, I'll take us off for days A simple life and remote ways
I know little of that life but crave it all the same
You can only ignore the tide for so long, creeping up around your toes You can only ignore the tide for so long, given choice, and then it goes
Quiet to hear them, the voices speak Debate the cards laid in front of me Filibuster until there's no air left to breathe
Shout down the questions and make a leap Surely makes more sense to keep
Moving forward to taste what we can't yet see
You can only ignore the tide for so long, creeping up around your toes You can only ignore the tide for so long, given choice, and then it goes
Floating uncertain above unseen rocks Drifting alone with our ticking clocks Broken ways of glass and steel
Until it all stops
You can only ignore the tide for so long, creeping up around your toes You can only ignore the tide for so long, given choice, and then it Only ignore the tide for so long, creeping up around your toes
You can only ignore the tide for so long, given choice,
and then it goes and then it goes and then it goes
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Solvitur Ambulando
04:36
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Solvitur albulando, but not walking away
Not easy to admit I need people more each day
Glorious isolation works well sometimes
But not for lifetimes
Be open of heart, with care we can start
To live better, to live free
Social animals we are, awkward as that may be
With just half a lifetime spent here building a solo me
Even in good company so often off adrift
Not a plan for lifetimes
Be open of heart, with care we can start
To live better, to live free
Glorious isolation works well sometimes
But not for lifetimes
Be open of heart, with care we can start
To live better, to live free
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David Edward Booth England, UK
Boothy, The Recording Booth, producer, drummer, guitarist, singer/songwriter, retired village cricketer.
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