Reg had some terrible news that would break any man ...... How it rains down on me In the early morning of the 14th April Two days before the rain Took the smile from my face to turn it to pain Taking my smile from my face…

This old road bends round the lakeside Round every little tiny curve They drained the water out one morning So now it’s just a field of dirt The little houses rest uneven Upon the dried up empty shore I feel the absence all around me…

Channeling my inner Rod Temperton I came up with a track and then thought it might be a good idea to try out some headvoice singing, then I came up with a Michael Jackson-inspired lyric about the dangers of trying to become something you're not…

This track started sounding very rural so I added some acoustic slide-guitar that turned out quite nice, with lyrics about being in the area I grew up in again.

Reg had some terrible news that would break any man ...... How it rains down on me In the early morning of the 14th April Two days before the rain Took the smile from my face to turn it to pain Taking my smile from my face…

signals start to cycle, star sounds, sweeping cosmic energy

No one grumbles in the pine woods No one cries when morning comes See the stars fade into daylight See the footprints in the snow My god could it be more certain? My god could I take the wheel for now? Ice made still the rushing waters…