Oh yet another nostalgic blast from the past. I found this unbelievable backing track surfing the web some years ago. I usually never use backing tracks because they usually suck bad . But this one is like having mitch and noel at your side. I…

And when the smoke had settled to the ground, The color schemes we picked, wanted out When the molds of our skins shattered through, the holds on our funds went too Through the ash, and decay, there's not much left to say, not much left to say…

I'd move, way up north, Yeah, I'd row, til I felt on course. I'd leave my roads behind, me, If my veins would let me go. So I'll sleep, on broken pines, Wreak havok on my troubled mind. I'd face the dark to find me, If there was anything still…

So, I'll drink up, beautiful, I'll leave bottles, up and down the coast, When I get to that light house, I'll burn it down, and laugh. Skeletons rise up to meet me, In a place where the waves touch the beach, And hollowed bones, broken…

So come down, and fade away, The lights are still hanging from last holidays. And the place in the dark, we'd occupy, Is leaving my heart, feeling nullified. So slow down, and walk with me, Dark empty lanes, under heavy leafless trees…

You wake up, alone again Your friends left you passed out, on the bathroom floor, You wake up, afraid again Cause you've realized, they've shut the door. You wake up, cold again, It feels much darker, than it did before. So you stand tall, try…

For some reason, when I was young, I wanted to have a red headed woman ... until I married one.

This song is about one of the best friends I ever had, Nubby, who was my constant companion for two-years.

New original from me, hot off the old wotsit. When it was half written yesterday, I was considering binning it as a throwaway exercise - I do that quite often. But I played the songwriting demo to someone else and, er, apparently I should finish…