Album - Beautiful Thing

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1.
Dornie 03:31
I’m standing by the riverside, the valley reaches for a sky Of early morning blue and clouds of grey Giant hills like guardians proud, sentinels of souls unbowed By history now greet this brand new day See the wily oystercatcher foraging for food against the tide While, graceful, like a ballerina, herron poses silent, dignified. Across the water houses stand like children’s toys beneath the grand Magnificence of mountains climbing high Walls and fences look hand drawn illuminated by the dawn Coloured by the tears of times gone by There’s a seal cavorting just downriver, a flash of black, a sliver then he’s gone Or, was it my imagination, an aberration for me to dwell on? Swallows nesting in the eaves of houses picturesque that leave Me overwhelmed by all the things I’ve seen The castle, noble, on its island tells the legend of these highlands The people and the places in between Where the river meets the open ocean, a never-ending motion drifts on by Hazy, on the west horizon I can see the distant hills of Skye One day, I will return again, my absence just the blinking of an eye For in this land of hope and sorrow, tomorrow will reveal the reasons why….
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Woe is me, oh, woe is me, whatever can I say? I knew you only fleetingly - fal-de-rah-the-day Mother Nature can be hard to treat us all so cruelly For I am told that we have lost the old Wych Elm in Beauly… There you stood, eight hundred years, while ages passed away Kings and Queens, young lovers’ dreams - fal-de-rah-the-day Beside the Priory standing tall, standing strong and surely How can it be that we have lost the old Wych Elm in Beauly? Of all the sights you must have seen, the words you heard men say Everything that happens in a lifetime fades away A haven for the singing birds, protecting them securely How sad it is that we have lost the old Wych Elm in Beauly… The oldest of your ancient kind beneath this Milky Way Yet, what we are we leave behind - fal-de-rah-the-day I feel the tears roll down my face upon my skin so coolly I cannot quite believe we’ve lost the old Wych Elm in Beauly…
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THERE WERE TIMES I WAS CERTAIN OF LOVE I HAD FOUND TIMES I FLOATED THROUGH MY DAYS, MY FEET ABOVE THE GROUND LIFE FILLED WITH LAUGHTER, SONGS MADE TO SING BUT I’D NEVER IMAGINED SUCH A BEAUTIFUL THING. FROM THE MOMENT I SAW YOU I INSTANTLY KNEW EACH HOUR THEREAFTER MY LOVE FOR YOU GREW I’D BELIEVED ALL THE MAGIC OF FAIRIES AND KINGS BUT I’D NEVER IMAGINED SUCH A BEAUTIFUL THING. NOW YOU’RE A PART OF MY EVERY DAY I HOPE WITHIN MY HEART THAT YOU WON’T GO AWAY THOUGH LIFE’S FILLED WITH RAINBOWS AND BUTTERFLIES WINGS I’D NEVER IMAGINED SUCH A BEAUTIFUL THING.
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The Dream 03:20
It’s just gone half past two, I’m thinking about you Here in my pyjamas in the snow I was in the land of dreams, shattered now, it seems By the fire alarm that pierced the silence just a while ago Ah, the dream it was so real, I could smell you, I could feel The softness of your body and your hair Then I kissed you on the mouth things just headed south Now I’m standing shivering in the streets of Aberdeen With my two guitars, pyjamas and a dream… I had stayed here once before who thought I’d be back for more A little inn across from Duthie Park How they like to advertise they have won some fancy prize It must have been a while ago as far as I can see Cos the light above the sink won’t turn on, not even blink The heating comes on just two hours a day But the fire alarm sure works now I’m standing like a jerk Snow is falling round me like a winter Yuletide scene With my two guitars, pyjamas and a dream… Standing here and thinking about you The day you chose to go away and leave me in the poo Standing here and wondering what to do As situations go this feels a bit catch-22 Coz, there’s no-one here at all, can’t believe I have to call The fire brigade to end my misery I have tried, to no avail, every call goes to voicemail The numbers on the hotel brochure for emergencies Now, the snow has turned to sleet and I wish I was asleep Cosy, in my bed, dead to the world But I know you’d find me there in your sexy underwear Tormenting me forever like a scary, silent scream Every time I close my eyes and start to dream My very own sweet Mary Magdalene Hair of gold and eyes of deep sea green It could only happen here in Aberdeen…
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No more tears upon these faces lined with pain We are all cried out, there’s nothing left - our fate seems preordained Deep down, our sorrow rages - burning, like the icy, autumn rain Soon, winter’s dismal darkness will comfort us again. There is really very little we can do about our plight Ah! The young and zealous shake their fists - know only how to fight While we, the old, the voiceless, huddle closely - to await the cruel night In a world where no-one’s wrong - no-one’s right Throughout man’s existence we have learned to lay the blame On those whom we misunderstand; who may not look the same In the name of God and decency, how many have we slain? Now, let me hear the people say “Amen!” Say, “Amen!” Sometimes, I sit and dream of peace - sometimes, I feel a fool As the madness thunders around me sitting here upon my stool I consider, for a moment, our children might one day finish school And make this world a better place for me and you. A soldier pulls the trigger beneath a bright, blue sky Reporters scramble, helpless, as they watch their colleague die Her blood stains the sidewalk, shining, just like a stop sign But, we will never see the end of war in our lifetime No, we will never see the end of war in our lifetime
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Hope 03:20
She hopes he thinks she’s pretty, he hopes she likes his car He’s hoping for the back seat, she’s hoping to go far She’s planning for the future, he’s a music man They’re hoping for a miracle and they’ll catch one if they can. She hopes that she’ll get pregnant, he hopes that he’ll get laid She hopes to buy a house soon, he’s hoping he’ll get paid He dreams of being a pop star, she knows just where she’s bound They’re hoping for a miracle ‘coz there’s one here to be found. She’s hoping for a little girl, he’s hoping for a boy They’re hoping for a family filled with happiness and joy She’s hoping for fulfilment, now that she is retired He’s hoping for a hit song, tries hard to stay inspired He thinks she’ll drive him crazy now her working days are through They’re hoping for a miracle ‘cause they know that they come true
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For Owain 03:35
Oh, how green was this valley, back when I was just a lad We were not rich, we had no money; we cherished everything we had… A few stone houses and a graveyard, a small post office and a church Sometimes it’s hard for folk to understand how something small can mean so much When nights are dark and cold and I am feeling old I remember Capel Celyn Trudging through the snow, little did we know Cofiwch Dryweryn…. I paid the price for my transgression, I watched my whole life fall apart Watched rooftops slip beneath the water, watched people die of broken hearts No one plans to be the hero, nobody wants to go to jail But if we fail to make our voices heard; who, then, will stand up for Wales There’s something in my eye always makes me cry When I think of Capel Celyn Do we ever see or learn from history Cofiwch Dryweryn….
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Sunrise, it’s another day, my Queen is dead, what can I say? So I wash my face and grab a cup of something meant to wake me up Work’s a drag, it doesn’t pay; the mortgage, bills won’t go away The taxman tries his best to rob me blind While, I’m here searching for my peace of mind… I have to catch that early train - the one that always brings the rain I’m a lemming running for the edge, ma vie là, comme un sortilège Maybe, I should get away, take a Thomson holiday But, I know my MasterCard would be declined So, I’m here searching for my peace of mind...l Now, the priest is saying I should fight for everybody’s human rights I wonder what that means for you and me The cost of living rising fast, how long will this recession last? I guess, we’re gonna have to wait and see… Pollution, Greed and Refugees - am I responsible for these? And this fear of missing out that keeps me wide awake when I should sleep I am living in the afterglow of one more late night TV show Or surfing through the heavens redefined I’m just searching for my peace of mind… Now, there was a time when I believed in Easter eggs and Christmas Eve Fairy tales and nursery rhymes, movie shows and pantomimes Nowadays I’m never sure of what I’m sure of anymore And what I need might not be what I find But, I’m still searching for my peace of mind…
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History seen Through the eyes of the victor Or the minds of the ruling class What we are told Is not always reality Although it seems to be … Many’s the man Stood up for freedom Just to be beaten down By those who believe History is theirs for the making But, they are mistaken … Chorus: Because no matter how they try Our truth is stronger than their lies And all the good men who have died Live on, forever They may treat us with disdain Lock us up in ball and chain But, like our hero, John MacLean We will endeavour Seditious crimes Insubordination Refusing to play their game Lèse majesté It’s not what it’s cracked up to be Not to you and me … Throw us in jail Kill us like vermin For loving our fellow man Whatever the cause We won’t fight in their stupid wars They’re not worth dying for …
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I walk these winter streets beneath the frosty lights as cars go rushing by The rain has turned to sleet, the trees are silhouettes against a threatening sky As I pass the cemetery I hear the headstones beckon me Every story etched in words of stone like buried memories How I hate the cold, the snow, the wind that bites my face can’t stop my eyes from cryin’ Doesn’t matter what you know, this life’s a fragile place, believe me, we’re all dyin’ To be a better soul or a hero who brings changes For hearts can be like coal, you’re always home alone with friends no more than strangers. CH: I walk these winter streets lost in wild imagination Crazy visions so offbeat like the echoes of my feet or words I’ve never spoken. A coyote crossed my path, stood and stared at me with hungry, burning eyes Does he hate me with a wrath that he and only he could hope to recognise I wish that he would tell me everything I’ll never know It’s all pointless, anyhow, like the sound of angels’ wings or the places I must go. CH: I walk these winter streets lost in wild imagination Crazy visions so offbeat like the echoes of my feet or words I’ve never spoken. I walk these winter streets, beneath the hazy lights, the road is still and quiet My thoughts feel bittersweet here in the dead of night I cannot quite deny it While the city soundly sleeps wrapped in ignorant contentment I’m no longer counting sheep I walk these winter streets and plead the fifth amendment…
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I’m going down to Uddingston, Friday night is here Gonna find myself some music, gonna drink myself some beer Forget about the politics, war in the Ukraine The rising cost of living that is driving me insane CH: Coz music thrills me, music fills my soul Folk or country, blues or rock ‘n roll We’ve had COVID, we’ve had BREXIT, we’ve had BORIS JOHNSON too If things keep going pear shaped don’t know what I’m going to do Insidious deceptiveness is fact when it’s well placed Peddled as the honest truth, lied with a straight face CH: But music thrills me…. They criticise my drinking, I am crucified, I’m cursed When it’s really all this madness gives me such a crazy thirst My worries disappear when I’ve got music my head It’s easy to forget the monsters underneath my bed CH: When the music thrills me…. Friday night in Uddingston can’t guarantee the sun But, drinking beer and music always guarantees the fun Words that rhyme to beats of time it’s just so mind-blowing When I die I hope there’s music wherever I’m going.. CH: Coz music thrills me….
12.
Home 03:28
Some say home is where we come from, some say home is where we’re bound Some say home is where the problems start, where all our dreams are found Some say home’s a childhood memory we have lost along the way A thought that we hold on to just to make it through each day… Some say home is love and laughter or a face that you once knew An artist’s vague depiction of a frieze in black and blue The smells of homemade cooking as they permeate the halls The sounds of angry voices resounding through the walls… Home is all of these things, I know that much is true But my home would be nothing without you… Some say home is bricks and mortar on a residential street A cabin in the woods where shells and mortar keep the beat The billowing of curtains in a window with a view An old long playing record you once listened to… Home is all of these things, I know that much is true But my home would be nothing without you…
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The Journey 04:11
All the queuing up has ended, no more waiting round in lines I’m seated on the airplane though I doubt we’ll leave on time I hear the aircraft whining, I can smell the kerosene I’ll soon be winging eastward to my dream Stressful early mornings and the getting there on time I tell myself it’s worth it put my life upon the line “Please, fasten up your seatbelts and put away your tray” “We’ll soon be off”, I hear the purser say Today, I’m on a journey to the blue Aegean Sea Warm, idyllic islands this is where I long to be Excitement, expectation, farewell, friends, so long I’ll tell you all about it in a song The engines roar like lions as the runway rushes by Every window is a TV screen with views of earth and sky My ears play pop the weasel the world outside grows small Disappearing as the rain clouds hide it all Hum drum droning monotone makes my eyelids heavy The couple in row 16 are already on the bevvy They’re coming round the cabin with their snacks and duty free I’d pay anything for a lovely cup of tea Today, I’m on a journey to the sunshine and the sea To Skiathos and to Skopelos it’s where I wanna be Excitement, expectation, farewell, friends, so long I’ll tell you all about it in a song See them standing by the runway with their cameras and phones Looking for excitement just like Indiana Jones And the green blue of the ocean shines like abalone How can it be, I feel I’m coming home
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This Time 03:17
This time I’m gonna make it, this time I will get by Picking up the pieces of my life The time that I have wasted, the weeks, the months, the years A servant to the fears, the hate, the strife But now, I know, it’s time for me to be Free from all these chains of slavery… Now, I’m gonna fly in the sky like an eagle So regal so capable It’s high time, this is my time This time ... Drowning in this sea of endless possibilities My probabilities quite plain to see Adrift in stormy waters, I was fighting to survive Trying hard to stay alive, quite honestly So, what I have to do is crystal clear I’m gonna sing my songs and sail away from here… And I’m gonna fly in the sky like an eagle So regal so capable It’s high time, this is my time Yes, I’m gonna fly in the sky like an eagle So regal so capable It’s high time, this is my time This time ...
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I have to thank Jessie's Well for keeping me inspired, Fraser Bruce for his song competition and everyone who has been so positive about my music. And my long suffering wife - this, as always, is for you.

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released October 27, 2023

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Music and songwriting is meant to inspire others to be better, increase awareness and make people smile! But,as the great Woody Guthrie once said, “It’s a folk singer’s job to comfort disturbed people and to disturb comfortable people.” Enjoy!

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