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Go
05:19
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Go
Yeah, I know how it goes
But I don’t know where we go
There’s a light in the sky and it’s killing my eye
Yeah, I know where it goes
Through each day I can say what means the world to me
Nothing can take that away
Yet, when someone changes the way freedom lays in this world then I’m fearful of where we go
Yeah, I know where it goes
I don’t know where we go
There’s a light in the sky and it’s killing my eye
Yeah, I know where we go
Changing the way that I’m viewed, thanks to lies that you spewed
But why should I care?
Because of my questioning ways, I’m confused when they say that I’m wrong - when once I was right!
Yeah, I know how it goes
But I don’t know where we go
There’s a light in the sky and it’s killing my eye
Yeah, I know where it goes
Yeah, I know where it goes
I don’t know where we go
There’s a light in the sky and it’s killing my eye
Yeah, I know where we go
Go...
Words: Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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It's You!
02:27
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It’s You!
Empty street or a broken crowd - you’re the only thing I see around
I ask myself "could it get any better?"
You take my hand then I’m a 'go-get-setter'
It’s you!
You take me places I like to go
There's one that I call 'home'
In a city or broken car
You take my hand we’re gonna go far
It’s you!
Feeling down - I say "I’m not myself"
Cut me short - give me 'powerball'
I’m ready now to give it all
It’s you!
Words by Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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Am I Really Alive?
02:25
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Am I Really Alive?
As the world unfolds from its big disguise, I stare at the light and it hurts my eyes
There’s nothing more that we can do - the news went out at a quarter to two - and I wondered if I was really alive
My days are changed - my habits all seemingly erased
Yet the word went out - all was well and we’d been saved
One fool said to another that we can move on, but how can I really when my reason is gone?
So I ask myself, "am I really alive?"
All of this costs - there’s no reason that it should be free
Payment in full - that’s how it used to be
All of the rooms and the books have gone - I warned you years ago that it was all going wrong
And now I ask you to prove if I’m really alive...
I know it’s confusing, surely it’s true - I’m just as alive as that lady and you
But I’m begging you - tell me, am I really alive?
Am I really alive?
Words: Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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A Memory Of Heaven
05:42
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A Memory of Heaven
As the news came through of what we could do, I saw the horizon and what was gone
As I stepped outside, the breeze was mine - it carried sounds on its sweet aroma
And I took her hand - I thought she’d die
I was a fool back then - but I was fine, I was still respected, I made a living from my trade
But then something moved and we screamed out - they wanted everything for free
So I turned back to the one I knew - she carried love on her sweet aroma
Then I took her hand - I thought she’d die
Some people regretted their decisions
They would deny or turn the other way
So the others restarted on their mission
Terror took over as my dreams were turned into facts
I needed to reach the notes that were high...
But I all I could muster was broken cracked - I wanted her back!
There was a flash light and I regained my sight - I lived again and I gathered my friends so we could heal a hurting land
As I played my part, I heard her sound - and she’d carried love on her sweet aroma
I never wanted her to die so I took her hand
Words by Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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The Course Goes ‘Round Again...
All through the wild with the voices in my head and in the city
And the rain fell on my head - I could feel the love of man through my mind
But the social media said that our freedom was not dead, if we were pretty...
So I picked up my guitar, walked until the smell of old cigars came and hit me
Watching like a foreign agent - feeling detached from your little games
Yet, I’m teaching of gods and homeward spaceways, breaking bread, and learning all of their names
The man in the road took another shot at his enemy - last week, they were brothers
I fell down to my knees as the shots rang over my head - I thought of my mother
And the noises in my head prove to me that I’m not dead - I’m just resting...
As I gathered up my strength, I woke up a thousand men with my stance
Singing songs to make things easy, hearing tales and I pass them along the way
Yet they’re changing lines to suit their needs and they’re doomed to repeat something we call history - 'his' story
Drop my head and I’ll play ball - I'm hoping that these bad men and women would just go away
Singing a song to make things a little easy, meet good people and I'll help them along the way
Take my time to soak in this life, gaze at the city as I sip at my café grande
Look to the sky and think of my mistakes - I count my changes as the course goes ‘round again...
The Course goes 'round again...
Words by Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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Instrumental #8452
02:23
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None - it's an instrumental piece...
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Scared And Divided
06:40
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Scared And Divided
It’s all repeating yet no one knows - the lights are on but there’s no one home
It seems that love is now frowned upon - our brothers and sisters are out on the run
There’s no sense in waiting for answers to come, they’re taking what was worked for and all of the fun
While turncoats praise them, others ask “how come?!” - they will leave you hanging, puff their chest, and play it dumb
From day to day and time after time, I would take account of what used to be mine
Our pathway is damaged, as a group we don’t care
We’re forever lost with no more love to spare
These actors playing at being our friend - if you look real close you’ll see who they defend
Killing off the opposition part by part - they earn from the pile of those killing our art
At one time tables filled with friends and beer - to quash their conspiring it only took one year
As we step out from the prisons we call our homes, we wonder if our families are at the end of our phones
From day to day and time after time, I would take account of what used to be mine
Our pathway is damaged, as a group we don’t care
We’re forever lost with no more love to spare
We’re living a lie in ways we cannot tell - we’re told that it’s heaven but we’re clearly in hell
We’re scared and divided - it feels like no one cares
We’re forever lost with no more love to spare
Words by Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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Instrumental #6428
01:58
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None - it's an instrumental piece...
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Finding The Answers
08:33
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Finding The Answers
In the wind is song that is wrong
It’s in my ear, it fills me with terror and fear - oh joy...
So I try to find something new - it’s in my mind
I just need that thing to unwind - oh joy...
I’m changing, I’m rearranging
I’m finding answers to questions of mine and more...
I’m thinking, I’m sinking deeper
This feeling is something more but I ask if any of this is true...
In the streets, on the screen and in your homes, it feels like a cage - there’s someone who’s full of rage and fear
When they sing “ring a ding” or “chingaling”, it makes me drink - my brain starts to sink
I’m changing, I’m rearranging
I’m finding answers to questions of mine and more...
I’m thinking, I’m sinking deeper
This feeling there’s something more but I ask if any of this is true...
As they march, claiming gods are on their side, it’s hard to deny that this why we’re doomed...
Looking down at my hands in a trance - it’s hard to commit to something I see as legit, again
I’m changing, I’m rearranging
I’m finding answers to questions of mine and more...
This art form, this life form - it’s a valued possession of mine and more...
I’m thinking, I’m sinking deeper
This feeling is something more but I ask if any of this is true...
Words by Simon York
Copyright 2021 SDBsongs
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Simon York UK
Founder member and main songwriter of Luxury Stranger, creating works that may not fit the LS box... or maybe they could've done!
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