Better Days
Hands clasped she prays Asking for better days Even though she doesn’t believe She’s praying hard for a reprieve Days … Continue reading Better Days
Hands clasped she prays Asking for better days Even though she doesn’t believe She’s praying hard for a reprieve Days … Continue reading Better Days
Nothing in the fridge or in the cupboards Just a few out-of-date things (Chorus) She’s running on empty Ain’t it … Continue reading Running on Empty
Just awoke full of the beans of life Sun shining confident was she Then she saw the letters and the … Continue reading Brick Walls and Lampposts
He looks up to the sky as a plane flies over Its engines roar as passes by another Dreaming he … Continue reading Miss Destiny
Finbar O’Donal was a man indeed He could make anyone in him believe For a Beamish, even in fairies if … Continue reading Beamish Blues
Who are you to criticise My life that you despise Who treat me like a rabid dog A part of … Continue reading Pot, Kettle, Black
(Chorus) Three days in and quiet as a mouse Nothing stirs in town or house Zombies walk the streets in … Continue reading Three Days In
The moon rises full and fat Thoughts rumble where he’s sat Time he thinks to pull no punches Take no … Continue reading The Devil’s Buttermilk
(Chorus) She listens to him as he rattles on Same old story, same old song She just nods for a … Continue reading What to Believe
You drive me mad when I see you My emotional control I do lose Confusing all I thought I was … Continue reading Bad For Me