5- Summer session

This was written last night, when Nixon said 'Write a song about this summer!'. So this is what I got. I'm almost sure it isn't finished yet.


As sure as days fall from calendars,
I’ll always remember that summer.
Spending days, sending smoke signals from gardens,
And nights getting high with ghosts.

And we sent pulses to brains, with needles dragging through skin,
And we made our marks on our friends.
And we sat in parks, ‘til it got dark,
And we wished it would not end…

But those days are now washed away,
We’re all coloured with these dull shades,
And we spend every drawn out day,
Passing time, learning to wait…

And the only saviour,
Is knowing summer,
Will come back again…

4- Good friend.

I'm passing out in bath tubs from the smell and from the heat,
I told you I was leaving soon, you sighed in relief.
You once promised that mine would be the last lips you'd kiss,
I think I split my sides from all the laughing I did…

And my friends all tell me I should start getting out more,
Try clubs and heavy drinking, getting messed up at shows,
I want to make a break for freedom but I don't know,
If freedoms what I'm looking for…

Or if I just… wanna be smothered over,
Rub my shoulders?
Make me happy?
You think I'm acting, well I'm not, I never was…
I never was--

I'm driving miles away, from one big city to the next,
I'm sleeping on my friends couch, inhaling drugs and cigarettes,
She told me that I looked like I was gonna be the best,
Nobody ever told me that…
Nobody ever told me that before…

And I think…
That she was simply…
Being a good friend…
Being a good friend...

3- The Breaks

You've gotta keep your secrets under your hat, keep,
Your cards pulled to your chest,
Keep your feelings under lock and key, or,
Leave them on the shelf,
That you inhabited when you were young, when,
You didn't understand,
What it was that kept the interest coming in…

You've gotta stay at home on Friday nights so,
You never see the face,
Of the one you love, who doesn't know,
That you even exist,
Anymore, they're living their life, you're just,
Trying to resist,
Texting them,
To see if they still think about it…

Because nobodies gonna keep you on the right road,
Nobodies gonna tell you what to say,
Nobodies gonna tell you not to take a chance,
If you wanna fall in love you've got to take the breaks.

You've gotta use your hands as paddle's if you,
Want to move the stream,
You've gotta use your head as a ghost-trap if you,
Wanna have clear dreams,
You've got to ask for God's forgiveness if you can't,
Justify the means,
Of making your end, leading your own little scene…

You've got to ache each evening,
Wishing for the pills to help you fly,
You've gotta learn to not look at your phone, if you're left,
Waiting on replies,
You've gotta move on, like a, gypsy song,
When you get that final sign,
You've got to at least pretend that you're doing fine…

Because nobodies gonna fal in love with heartache,
Nobodies gonna fix you when you break down…
Nobodies gonna tell you that they need you more,
Nobodies gonna love you for all time...

2. Four fills to the second

The penny drops, the glass un-breaks,
We see it in reverse, through the chemical shakes,
We try to pick it up,
We try to crack it's face,
Just trying to back up on this night…

The bell has rung, like a smoke alarm,
Waking everyone, the sound destroys this town,
I think I've been here before,
I recognise this floor,
I think I've passed out on old ground…

And theres a guilt sat like a boulder in my gut,
Your ex boyfriend is promising he'll,
Mess me up,
If I hurt you,
I never would…

A prescription dream, I'm swimming in,
The coldest sea, find a pain to breathe,
These ghosts just play with me,
Making me believe,
That I might be gone too…

I wake in sweat, to a cigarette,
I tell my closest friends, that I still miss,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of the sand,
And the taste of your mouth…

And this longing holds like fever memories,
I got locked out but it's fine' I always,
Find a key,
I'll get back in…

And if you don't want to join me, I'll be okay.

Only November

I open my eyes on horizons,
Flaking out on friends,
Just to pass the time, alone and high,
'cos nobody pretends,
To get why I am so underprepared and miserable and down,
No-one knows just how to talk to me,
I guess they hate the sound,

Of their own voices,
Not talking to me again,
The only words I recall,
Is you syaing 'what d'you think of my friends?'
And I answered in the only real honest way I could,
"They're okay but they're not my kinda dudes",

I break up on the bridge and pass out,
Holding my sides tight,
I think I split them when I fell over,
From laughing last night,
Off my head, I found and read the note you,
Left sat in my room,
'I really like you, we'll be over soon…'

And I fell for promises made, against my better judgement,
To feel this way is not, permanent,
'cos now I'm lonely and drunk and I'm, missing her,
I'd try to catch some sun but it's only November...

1: Sunday clean out.

I've got a fog hanging over me,
It opens shades of grey,
They fall over everything,
And the colours are all washed away,
Like the dye from your hair,
You're swimming in dishonesty,

I'm backing up,
I'm leaving words unsaid,
I'm blacking out,
In some womans bed,
I've filled my head,
With chemicals,
So that I can sleep through…

So I'll stop if you ask me to,
I'll clean up my act,
I'll learn to under-react.
I'll open no cans of worms,
I'll keep them sealed at the side,
Or hidden at the back of my,
Messed up mind,
I'm falling behind…

And I'm not gonna try to catch back up.

Don't ask me to forget…
Theres nothing more I'd want…
But you're jammed in my head,
Your kiss, your touch, your voice...

Combination: 365

C: 365 is where I will be publishing the results of a songwriting experiment. I will be posting one full lyric up, per day, for a year. Every day.
My aim is to explore the themes that recur in lyrics, as experiences are had and attitudes and ideals develop and evolve, as well as to monitor how I personally develop, as a lyricist.

The official experiment starts on January 1st, 20010, but I will sporadically update until, as an aside.

Thanks. xo