First light won’t you break?
Upon that crest and upon it’s wake
So that I might live to take
One last look at you.
Oh my love I’ve lost my way
Rudderless in the unknown depths
Bear me north and guide me on – home
Stars in the depths of space
Blue as far as the mind can face
Bear me not in your cold embrace.
Let me glimpse the dawn
All the love I had to give
All bound up in the murky mists of time
And when tomorrow comes I’ll be gone.
My heart sets its sights on you…
I’ve used creative license this week. The above lyrics are from a song I wrote called ‘North.’ If you’re so inclined to have a listen, here it is:
Written for: Friday Fictioneers
I’ve uploaded a new Cororan tune to Soundcloud – A laid-back Sunday song – Sounds a lot like southern baptism (damn you catholic upbringing).
Have a listen ole bean…
‘Excuse me. Would you mind taking part in a survey?’
‘Really? Great! OK, question 1. Are you currently A: In a medically induced coma, or B: In a fiction surrounded by paid actors?’
‘How about C: Doing the weekly shop with my wife?’
‘I’m afraid that’s not an option Michael.’
‘How do you know my name’s Michael?’
‘I didn’t say Michael. You said Michael.’
‘This is ridiculous.’
‘Then walk away Michael.’
‘I can’t move!’
‘Why do you think that is? Is it A: You are in a medically induced coma, or B: Aliens have inser…’
Written for: Friday Fictioneer
‘God this game’s rubbish…and rigged! I’m the perpetually anger Lord of the Underworld, surrounded at all times by a fiery cloud, and you can change form at will.’
‘Nevertheless, it’s my turn to hide.’
Written for: Twittering Tales