My Turn to Confess

The Zen Kick 
 
Words/Music © Gary Hurlstone

Hold on, we'll get closer
And I won't lie
I thought I'd lost her
And though I tried
I could not say those words
Why, why?
I still don't know

But now I am lost
And its getting stronger
And all I want is you, all I want is you
You are all I want, all I need
If love is red then let me bleed
For all I want is you

Snow melts, like a lover's promise
And a blackbirds song
Fills the darkness
My raven arrives, she's come home
Say you don't need her
No you don't need her
But it's a lie and
You broke your promise
And all I want is you, all I want is you

Do fish feel rain?
Can you learn to dream in colour?
When I lose I gain
From the Zen Kick

And all I want is you, all I want is you
If love is red then let me bleed
Robot Hearts
 
Words/Music © Gary Hurlstone
 
Oh, all that I am is all I can be
Shooting looks on the breeze
By the light of her L,E and D
Standing alone on assembly
The Drones, Domestics are still
Coming on down the line
Dressed in their best dollar bills
 
With their robot hearts
And their robot smiles
Come rest your head
In my world, in my world tonight
 
And all that I feel is all I can see
Try my best to be real
Now I am wondering how that might be
But she is going to war she's a soldier
She is going to fight and to kill
Come lay in my arms
But I guess now, she never will
 
With her robot heart and her robot smile
Come rest your head
In my world, in my world tonight
 
And I can see this girl is no good for me
I won't be here and she won't be there
With her robot heart and her robot smile
Come rest your head
In my world tonight
In my world tonight
A Far Cry 
 
Words/Music © Gillie Nicholls

It's a far cry when the moments gone
Why does your heart keep beating on?
Put a foot down then, the other one
And walk your body home
 
I rise to the skies when the long grass is
Just reaching up in a life caress
To pierce a blade through the blue abyss
I find that green likes this
 
Sometimes the world is out
Worms all turn in my head of doubt
I have no root or a heart to shout
Bring your body home
 
Some live life in a shallow grave
Hemmed in by some rut they made
Close to the parapet heads engaged
Bring your body home
 
The king is up the ace is down
Pin your heart in a harvest-crown
Rest gently when the night falls down
Bring your body home
 
Shades in shadows, shapes in your head
It's never too late while the day draws breath
To find a place that you never left

Irreverent, uplifting and tinged with emotion, the Idioms first album bristles with energy and 'devil may care' songs as it sets sail to the hinterland of our hearts.

 

The opening tracks can be downloaded free. Please share them with like minded souls, dilettantes and the undecided - 'you never know.' More tracks in the coming weeks. Comments appreciated, post something in the, 'Contact' section. Thanks, Gillie, Gary and Jamie aka, The Idioms.

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The Girl at Charing Cross Station

Words/music © Gary Hurlstone

 

The seats are all taken—it’s Friday night

at Charing Cross Station

When I first catch sight of you,

Standing alone.

Am I dreaming? A trick of the light?

Nothing’s changed, you look the same

Then you slip away

 

The girl on the train looks like you

She’s looking back so I smile too

Though I hurt you—now I’m sated

Stop this war and—kill the hatred

Slow and slow, slow and slow

Let’s go out tonight and step out into the light

 

The girl on the train looks like you,

she’s looking back so I smile too

A thousand faces, this rain is burning

Run for cover, our platform’s turning

Slow and slow, slow and slow

It’s not too late it’s never, ever too late

 

God it’s such a pain—spending half our lives

Going around in circles, but we keep on running, why?

Because you never know who you might find 

But which train are you on?

Which train are you on?

© 2015  The IdiOms alt folk