Clinging On

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lyrics

Sinking suns in Clapton
Blacked out stout
Sweet Guinness lips
And foam at your mouth

Blacked out stout
Lashings of molasses
And foam at your mouth
Soft grey ashes

Lashings of molasses
Warm bread Rayburn
Soft grey ashes
Tree load of Braeburn

Warm bread Rayburn
Red coal and red skies
Tree load of Braeburn
Same sun same rise

Red coal and red skies
Wrapped in my puffa coat
Same sun same rise
Apple in my eye hope

Wrapped in my puffa coat
Waking with the willow trees
Apple in my eye hope
Watching all these little seeds

Waking with the willow trees
Heard myself wailing
Watching all these little seeds
At the window paining

Heard myself wailing
Two in the bluest morning
At the window paining
Crying and I’m yawning

Two in the bluest morning
Forever clinging on
Crying and I’m yawning
My pen sings along

Forever clinging on
Singing with the stars
My pen sings along
Black and blue marks

Singing with the stars
Ivory white keys
Black and blue marks
Bruising the paper

Clinging on in Clapton
A clapped out trout
Rainbows in the skin and
Hooks at my mouth

A clapped out trout
Fished from the river Lea
Hooks at my mouth
Marshes remember me

Fished from the river Lea
Where kingfishers roam
Marshes remember me
I’m trying to find home

Where kingfishers roam
And dead bodies dwell
I’m trying to find home
I slipped and I fell

And dead bodies dwell
God my dads dead too
I slipped and I fell
So what am I to do?

God my dads dead too
You could read it in the news
So what am I to do?
I’ve got the dead dad blues

You could read it in the news
I just feel it in my bones
I’ve got the dead dad blues
And his voice is on my phone

I just feel it in my bones
I’m shivering inside
And his voice is on my phone
The battery mustn’t die

I’m shivering inside
As the blue turns sky
The battery mustn’t die
Stored in my memory

As the blue turns sky
And night draws in
Stored in my memory
The glass in your skin

And night draws in
As lamps fade out
The glass in your skin
Smashing in my dreams

credits

from Sixteen Sunsets, released January 23, 2016
Lyrics/Vocals: Hartley Lloyd Pack
Music composition: Richard Day
Harmonica: Michael Storey
Produced by Richard Day

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Sixteen Sunsets London, UK

Sixteen Sunsets are Jehane Markham and Hartley Lloyd Pack: mother and son; poet and writer.

Sixteen Sunsets are Jehane Markham and Hartley Lloyd Pack: mother and son; poet and writer.

This self titled album is art at its rawest and most true; music created collaboratively by family, friends, singers and musicians, inspired by the life – and death – of the late Roger Lloyd Pack.
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