[Thanks to Helen and Colin for coming to my aid with the warblings! :) ] When You Least Expect It And you're out to dry And its all too hectic Thats when it comes x 2 And it feels electric And you feel alive Cos when you least expect…

Funny little instrumental thing inspired in part at least by accidental meat on meat. :)

Just a fragment.. but thought it was worth including.. If I were to lose you now I don't know that I could cope Please don't leave me now, don't go You're my only hope.

STILL can't work out how I could have developed this. Really struggled with it, so it shall remain a fragment.. In a dark secluded room That's where I hide my thoughts of you And underneath some old gardening shears I hide my tears in a…

Have no idea where this one came from. I was strumming away and the words just came out. Seems to be about some kind of wrongdoing in the past. May have been possessed. Thanks again to Gary for helping out on lead.. In sleepy towns through…

This one is about how falling in love kind of involves giving up any say in whether or not your heart gets trampled. It's about that fear. Gary doing a sterling job as usual on lead guitar.. She's amazing Beauty holds no bounds and her voice…

Second of two songs on the album about trying to be a better person. The first was about people not trying, this is about struggling (and kinda failing) to be a better person than you have been. Slide parts courtesy of Gary... Don't think for…

Just letting out my frustration at 'people' in general again.. nice to be able to vent it in a more pleasant way (for those interested in how I used to do it, please see http://alonetone.com/boynamedsu) :) Lo and behold now holy guacamole if…

This provides a theory which ties together two of my key traits a) always tired b) terminally disappointed by peoples lack of courtesy - there's a link people! Did you ever feel so down That you didnt know up Didnt recognise highs And smiles…

A folksy number inspired by the stories my nan told me many moons ago about her uncle Herbie.. Herein lies the story, of a man named Herbie Jones. Not a million miles away from a man you might have known. A miner in the twenties, blue scars…