I haven’t posted for so long, but I just have a backlog of songs that need to be out there somewhere.

The band I am in did a gig back in February, and the same weekend I did a gig with my wife and tried out some of my newer songs.

This is one of the newer ones that seems to have gone down well.
It strikes me that these are just the lyrics. I will have to do some recordings, but I’m never happy enough with them to put them out there. (Yet)

At the songwriters circle that I go to. We were given a challenge.

This was to write a song with four lines in each verse, lines one, two and four were to be the same but with a different third line. (A bit like a country blues)

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Pity the refugee without a home
Pity the refugee without a home
Her past is behind her for future unknown
Won’t you pity the refugee without a home

Pity a world without any respect
Pity a world without any respect
I’m sitting here, wondering, whatever next
Please pity a world without any respect

A life with no reason is no life at all.
Won’t you carry me down to rest in the soil?

(The word pity can be changed as required as lib to: Think of, Remember, etc).

September 2025.