Where are you my dancing friend, I'm a soldier who's lost his legs, spent all night dancing in the rain, with a cat called worry and a dog called shame, a rat called special and a horse called slow, a green eyed monster and a red eyed toad, and I brought them all to your front door, and we just stood there crying
I saw what you thought, I heard what you said, I'll dance with the broken and lie with the dead, got a wandering eye and a changeable head, a cupboard full of nothing, spiders in my bed, an old dark cloud of uncertainty, do I carry you or do you carry me across the threshold
Oh my god, let's kill it before it starts
Courted, married, buried, dead, I've killed the flame before we've even met, I'm crouched in your doorway, cold and scared, watching the sway of girls in summer dresses walk by
I'm a lonely soldier, just wandering through the mines, through the mines...
I'm just trying to tie these laces, whilst drowning in a shining sea of faces, new sun rises and this dark soul's in stitches, walking slowly burning broken bridges, walking slowly burning broken bridges.....
Andy's music has been said to play like a surreal dreamscape, perhaps because it is the product of late nights spent hunched
over a guitar beside the glowing embers of a fire whilst everyone sleeps. It has spawned from the dusty corners & dank barns of his feral childhood wedged roughly between welsh mountains and English riverbeds....more
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