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.... tried to upload this yesterday, but Kenyan broadband is a tricky and unreliable beast. So..... this is a redux of a song Phil and I wrote a few years back, less laid back and a bit more rocked up (I turned his acoustics to electric).
Apologies for my absence round these parts, but just moved the wife and kids to Kenya, and the internet here is very unreliable.
If anyone still remembers me, hope you like this ...
Apologies for my absence round these parts, but just moved the wife and kids to Kenya, and the internet here is very unreliable.
If anyone still remembers me, hope you like this ...
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Lyrics
Deep, down deep
I want to believe
Believe in a reason to leave.
Deep, down deep
I've said it all
I'm tired of fighting a broken doll.
People burn like cigarettes
Their scattered ash tastes of regret
They withdraw the sunset
I forget sometimes.
Father , son and holy ghost
Tell me which you love they most
They come to me with frankensence now.
So these days
Soaring days
Soaring deep
So deep
So deep.
Did I reach you, did I run true?
Now the evidence is laid.
Did I break love, did I fake love,
Now my hand is played?
Screen-lit geeks they will collide
Find love among the gigabytes
When you've go no one
Digitalise.
And I try to spy the tiny world
But the safety glass is smeared with dirt;
It's hard to love a face like mine.
And these people burn like cigarettes ....
I want to believe
Believe in a reason to leave.
Deep, down deep
I've said it all
I'm tired of fighting a broken doll.
People burn like cigarettes
Their scattered ash tastes of regret
They withdraw the sunset
I forget sometimes.
Father , son and holy ghost
Tell me which you love they most
They come to me with frankensence now.
So these days
Soaring days
Soaring deep
So deep
So deep.
Did I reach you, did I run true?
Now the evidence is laid.
Did I break love, did I fake love,
Now my hand is played?
Screen-lit geeks they will collide
Find love among the gigabytes
When you've go no one
Digitalise.
And I try to spy the tiny world
But the safety glass is smeared with dirt;
It's hard to love a face like mine.
And these people burn like cigarettes ....
Feter
Lovely .....Sure ..the guitar work just incredible but ye as both of you
famous with great great production and mixing tight tracks this is one of
them by all mean ...top notch vocal ... Hats off to you !!!!