Reg has finally started to look at what the problems were in his broken relationship's and come to the realisation its him ........ I should have staid and played by the rules Sometimes I know I’m an idiot I know full well…

That pretending to be happy when you feel the opposite will get to you ..... All of it a Facade Dancing with the darkness trapped within the facade Smiling having fun laughing All of it a facade All of it a facade…

Reg is getting retrospective about an ex .......again he should really stay away from the poor me juice... Dream has gone All that talk last night got me thinking about my life It got me thinking about all those yesterdays…

Well she's left him it wasn't even a week he's not sure he didn't just dream it... It was only you i stumble from my bed my life lived is lived like a dream Nothing going wrong Nothing too extreme…

The clue is in the title Reg woke up feeling a little disgruntled with the world .... Screwed up & wary You say tell me your secrets but all you’ll hear are my lies The compromised childhood remember…

well Reg just wanted to express himself this afternoon so he got to it ..... Freedom to exspress If I’ve got something to say Well I’m going to say it If i got something I want to do Then I’m gonna do it I believe…

Been busy all week preparing for the winter weather and getting stuff ready for the horses and sheep to see them through winter. But with the torrential rain today i thought a guitar day was to be and this came out…

Reg has been searching the internet again he reads one article and believes it till he reads the next one that disagrees with it... now he's not sure on any of it ...... Fabricated Rubbish ? Problems with no sleeping…

Reg has learned to hate his wife's cat...... but what can he do she loves it ... Cat piss Cat piss I can smell it I’m not sure where that fuckers been been Its staining my nostrils its heavy on my chest It…

Reg decided to go busking down on the subway.... On the subway Stood on the subway playing my music As the world rushes by Lost in a world of my own making I don’t get washed away in the tide Its lonely out here where…

Regs heart has been broken again its getting so familiar to him it seems like an old dream. The age old dream Catastrophic heartache takes your soul to the wind Blind to any faith you’ve been consumed with sin…

The devil must be in charge at least of his demons ....... The Demons Well the moon came up on the devils day The devil sent his demons out to play the whole world went up in flames No one in charge took the…

Getting lost in the maze from time to time is just part of life The maze of misfortune I get one step forward and three steps back Can’t see where I’m going Lifes so dark and black Looking ahead seems stupid and pretty…

Subdued - adjective: quietened and brought under control poor old Reg has been told again..... Subdued Sky burning bright with that jagged blue She’s Off to bed with that dinnner for two She read youlike…

Reg has been thinking again I don't know if that's a good thing or not but it's nearly always negative. He's even tried blowing his harp l.o.l I got this feeling Tomorrow they say will be the fufillment of our dreams They…

Reg has finally sunk down to where he belongs, he feels at home here ......a bit of an experiment with a pawnshop fuzz on the vocal..gives Reg a touch of Tom in the gutter I languish in gutter I’ve said my goodbyes There Ain’t…

Reg has fallen of the wagon, he's wandering around town somewhere .... The Thinking is loud I’m drunken solo in the morning light Feeling the rhythm dancing from my thighs walking on the boulivard laughing out loud I’m…

Well Reg is getting quite political the country is falling to bits around him, along with the roads. The taxwoman is after everything he has worked hard for and to hopefully leave his children to make their life a little easier than his was. But…

Now Reg is just getting pessimistic .... Alone The tyrant wind blows across the shallow bay Bringing with it torment and deceat Is there any truth left in this world of ours Or must we all admit defeat must we all, admit…

I was having a doodle and guess what it turned into a song and I think Reg is back in love ... so alone I watch her as she dances on the of the table Not knowing her name I raise my glass she smiles Sitting there watching…