I fell off track again, Slipped through your hands again My hearts already black You made damn sure of that. Once, twice then I’m the fool but you always manage to keep your cool. My heads been spun with lies, but when it’s fun, oh how time flies. Bound with dust and colours pulled so tight, they shatter. What would you care to remember? When it was ripped right through the centre
Dazzling eyes, brilliant smile Elegant, iconic, glamorous in style Soft silk words that fall from her lips Timeless beauty in each fingertip And how I long to hold such grace To be bold and unique In my own subtle ways To capture it forever In the palm of my hand That cannot be taken By no beast nor man I want it still and so I endeavour To not be forgotten To live forever
Two years ago myself and my good friend Freddie Dickson wrote some tunes together and decided to start a side project called Nancy. We wrote these songs together only a few months after my son Lou was born and at the time, I felt there was a lot going on inside of me that I needed to release. I think that’s why these songs felt so raw and we decided to record them live, to capture a moment rather than try to perfect it. We put the songs on soundcloud, but kept the project anonymous and didn’t really do much else with it. Worrying about the opinions of others can make you sit on something too long and I thought it would be nice to share these songs today, as they really captured a special time in my life. x
I long to escape to glide and soar through the black velvet night, and disappear in to the deep blue. As I sit on these jagged rocks and I think of God, I am overwhelmed by the urge to walk straight in to the ocean and keep heading north towards the moon and maybe somewhere out there, I will find you. Nameless, ageless and utterly lost, I am happier than I have ever been silent, silent, silent.
Rolling mounds of evergreen and a confetti of buttercups sprinkled on top of freshly cut grass. The lavender is swaying in the silent wind. The sun beams down on the hopeful, happy faced people, as they are embraced by the open arms of nature. I who believed in nothing now believes in everything… In a pink Jasmin reverie, her beauty has restored me and love runs through my lonely bones.