Tack on the soles of our two shoes, Walk until we can find the dam. And if the water is shallow enough, Maybe you wouldnt mind wading in. Waist deep, and it's getting cold, Still you refuse to go home. You're convinced that I want to stay…

Oh, Iron jaws, wrapped around my legs, Try to gnaw, but why would I want to. Why would I want to. Oh, Fresh cut gauze, soaking lips, Trying not to fall, but why would I want to. Why would I want to. Silent pines, know my name Even…

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…

Miss the last train home, yeah we'll talk it out. Sit down by the phone, maybe shout it out. It's ashame, that the flesh on our bones, Is the last thing we have left to call home. Shoo the flame from the wick, yeah wax it out. Crack the crown…

Hazy Memories, with voices and context. (I've had a lot of surgery; none of it cosmetic, I might add!) Thanks Dr Jip! Enjoy xox

Another collab with Jip, with me adding the vibes, pad of the orient, flute and vocals. From the original da da da da das before I came up with any lyrics, I wasn't happy with any of the melodies. This is the result of me getting bored with…

I got me a new mic and a pre-amp and I picked up the Jumbo Eko (I'll do this again when my fingertips have recovered). I tried to do finger picking when I was a teen, but didn't pursue it as it seemed like too much hard work at the time. Today…

Written by Greg Connor

I've been growing out my beard, 'It's full of shame, and just an ounce of fear I've been reworking my hands Into something strong, once again For I was caught in a firestorm In my soul, in my heavy heart A voice pulled me from the dark, Who…

I've been wracking my brain, Tryin to figure out what to say For days So you be the gasoline, I'll be the lit match You be the fireplace, I'll be the burning door-mats Burn the house down baby, Burn it to the ground Burn the house…