She's snapped all her needles and sits cold and alone
Rocking and sweating, her eyes fixed on the phone
A decision to make; which person to call?
Knowing either way, this'll be the end of it all.
Should she ring home to her mam and dad
And return to the life that she once had?
Be drawn back into the family's loving embrace
Standing at their door with no shoes or suitcase...
Tuesday 7th October 2014 2:44 pm
When heavy metal bands reform
it’s nothing like it was in the day,
when daily excess was the norm
and we needed drugs to help us play.
From riding into the teeth of the storm
we had to curtail our wicked ways.
The Roadies still get us up to speed,
tune guitars - get everything we need.
They’re an invaluable, yet dying breed -
Roadies still get us up to speed.
Even though w...
Friday 20th June 2014 7:49 pm