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This is about my Nan who in some ways was more like a second mum...
You wont be gone when you leave me,
You wont be gone x 2
Cos while I'm alive til the day I die
You'll linger on when you leave me
You'll linger on
I remember how your…
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This is about my Nan who in some ways was more like a second mum...
You wont be gone when you leave me,
You wont be gone x 2
Cos while I'm alive til the day I die
You'll linger on when you leave me
You'll linger on
I remember how your…
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This is about my Nan who in some ways was more like a second mum...
You wont be gone when you leave me,
You wont be gone x 2
Cos while I'm alive til the day I die
You'll linger on when you leave me
You'll linger on
I remember how your…
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Another one for the RPM2011 pile. Vocals are a bit shonky so apologies for that. If you don't like the start I would give the ending a try. If you don't like that either, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. The subject matter's self-explanatory…
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This is just another middle of the road pile of trot, this time about the amazing instant classics I write, but am so protective of that I daren't let any of you hear. No one will ever hear them. Sorry, but I'm afraid this shite will just have…
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This is about my Nan who in some ways was more like a second mum...
You wont be gone when you leave me,
You wont be gone x 2
Cos while I'm alive til the day I die
You'll linger on when you leave me
You'll linger on
I remember how your…
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First one for RPM 2011. This track has existed in my head to a greater or lesser extent for years but never got round to recording it. Now I have. :)
It would never have ended if it had been down to me
It would have blossomed, would have grown…
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Another one for the RPM2011 pile. Vocals are a bit shonky so apologies for that. If you don't like the start I would give the ending a try. If you don't like that either, I'm sorry to have wasted your time. The subject matter's self-explanatory…
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This is a song about finding momentary escape from the pain of loss.. and having it interrupted by the realisation that it's the anniversary of the day it all started;
Some days I get up
and I go to the park
and I sit in the dark
and I think…
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Second pretty little interlude.. this time, the light, the hope!
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