Week 27: Get Back to You

Cross the halfway mark, into the Premiership Quarter, sorting the chaff from the wheat, got the talk from the coach and we’re ready to go…

Stripped back and straight up and down this week, it’s a pretty open tune, just piano and acoustic. It’s another co-write with Chooka Iles; he’s got a great way of cutting through the crap and getting to the heart of the matter which is a nice foil for the likes of me!

I’ve taken you all on a bit of a journey over the past few weeks, so thanks for sticking with me. A few of the songs have challenged some of you, which is fair enough. They’ve challenged me as well, if that’s any consolation. So what to say about this week? It’s probably a lot of things the past three weeks haven’t been and maybe a few things the last few weeks needed to be… So be it.

See you next week!

Lyrics:

Crawling through the fog, just to get back home

Travelling in the dark, so I won’t feel so alone

And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to get right back to you

And there’s nothing I won’t do to get back to you

You watched us all set sail, across the murky sea

I’ve been standing in the dark, like a beggar on the street

And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to get right back to you

And there’s nothing I won’t do to get back to you

And I said a million things I could never take away

I passed a lot of good advice as I sailed out from the bay

And you stood on the shore, knowing all the while

That we were meant to be, candles burning bright

And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to get right back to you

And there’s nothing I won’t do to get back to you

And now that I am   home, I know just what to do,

Take a look inside my self and never sell the truth

And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to get right back to you

And there’s nothing I won’t do to get back to you