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Find My Clan
04:29
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Find My Clan
GS Cooke 060121
Out in the wilderness I lost my way
Under the radar I went astray
Hurt into exile alone I ran
This year my plan is to find my clan
Shoots of a daffodil prick frozen earth
A sign of resistance, symbol of re-birth
I’m gonna to use that image to steady my resolve
Allow my purpose to evolve
Seeking out kindred searching for blood
Longing to gleam like diamonds in mud
Misfits, minstrels, poets and bards
Verses born from bruises and the scars
I’ve been a vagrant in my belief
Too long oppressed by a spirit thief
Out of restrained out of discreet
Set free my words sureness replete
Let go the demons lodged in my heart
Twist in the light to folds of dark
I will ascend spread my wingspan
This year my plan is to find my clan
Seeking out kindred searching for blood
Longing to gleam like diamonds in mud
Misfits, minstrels, poets and bards
Verses born from bruises and the scars
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2. |
The Song of a Wren
04:40
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Song of a Wren
GS Cooke 060122
The song of a wren announces the dawn
From the dark rag of night, daylight is torn
I sit with a tea alone in my thoughts
Thankful I’m here to witness it all
The first hint of sun caresses the sky
Touches its glow to cloud underside
I sit here in silence how lucky am I
To watch it unfold in front of my eyes
Golden waves paint warmth on my skin
I exhale the blues and breath it all in
It’s easy to miss moments like this
When the pace of this world disrupts everything
The scent of a rose perfumes the air
Cast like a net as senses are snared
Pulled to the ground my essence to bare
No fears to give and devil may care
The morning bestows, I gratefully take
To ignore this gift would be a mistake
And now fully fuelled I take out my pen
And detail my thoughts to the song of a Wren
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3. |
Boot Hill
04:32
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Boot Hill
G S Cooke 2022
The wolf moon throws its silver light on my duvet
I lie unsleeping in the milky glow
The night is cold I sense the bite of winter
Jack Frost begins to weave his mosaic throw
Sleep persists to claim me in the stillness
Too much endeavour for a weary mind
Eventually my eyes give way to blackness
And through the solace of my dreams I wind
The grey streets bend to the rainbows end
Where the green fields greet me like a long lost friend
I reminisce I can resist
It helps me circumvent life’s great abyss
Grey pavement takes me past the rows of houses
Then along the jitty to the cemetery
I meander slowly through the crooked headstones
Up to the chapel and its sanctuary
I stare across the valley from boot hill
The stand at Crich attracts my searching eyes
And briefly I surrender to reflection
And float subconscious in the mackerel skies
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4. |
Wolf in Steve’s Clothing
02:43
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Wolf in Steve’s Clothing
GS Cooke 14/03/21
I’m reminiscing again, down memory lane
I get a pinch of regret, I get a whiff of distain
I should have seen the signs, right in front of my eyes
I thought you were benign, Imagine my surprise
When you stepped out your skin in a moment of fury
Your true colours shining in all their glory
Sharpening your claws and flashing your teeth
You set free the demon that was living beneath
There’s a wolf in Steve’s clothing
It’s very hard to suppress, the bayonet of distress
The hammer blow of remorse has such a crippling effect
All the tell tell signs, I should have recognised
It never crossed my mind, imagine my surprise
When you stepped out your skin in a moment of fury
Your true colours shining in all their glory
Sharpening your claws and flashing your teeth
Opened up your soul and let free the beast
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Sad Eyed Boy
GS Cooke 2022
You were such a sad eyed boy
All the pictures hanging on your mother’s wall
Show a face that doesn’t really want to be there
Show a little boy that yeans to crawl
Back into those young sad eyes
You were such a fragile boy
Broken by the slightest noise
Shiver at the hostile voice
brittle self-belief destroyed
you were such a fragile boy
You were such a sad eyed soul
Trouble hanging heavy on your brow
Like a crane fly tangled in a silky web
Swinging in the final throws of death
Sad eyed sorrow sad eyed dread
Pictures tell a thousand lies
Interpret them anyway you feel
The truth is there for you to steal
History free to re-write
Yesterday will be transcribed.
And I never noticed at the time
When we were young and in our youthful prime
But as I look back for a reason and a rhyme
I see a sad eyed boy staring to the skies
For a miracle of planets to align
For a miracle of planets to collide
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6. |
Life is Art
04:33
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Life is art
GS Cooke 2022
With a fragile mind
And a brittle heart
It’s never taken much to
Pull yourself apart
But here you are
On a rising star
Flying through the universe
Of click bait avatars
life is art and you live it every day
shape it with your actions and with all the words you say
Life is art and doesn’t end with your last breath
It lives on through the memories of everyone you met
With a steady hand
And a canny eye
You form a sculpture
Of an agonising life
But here you lie
In a bed of your own shame
Wallowing in anguish
For the likes you ascertain
With a loaded brush
And a palette bold
Your canvas cries of miseries
yet to evolve
There’s a gentle pull
Then push away
There’s a limit to the truth
That you’re prepared to display
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7. |
Melting Ice Cream
04:29
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Melting Ice Cream
Cookie December 2019
She fell under his spell
And gleamed like a winkle prized out of its shell
His eyes strayed from the prize
The moment he slipped from the warmth of her thighs
Now she’s holding on to the past
Grabbing at sand as it falls through her grasp
She is holding on to a dream
Holding on to a melting ice cream
She swooned and swayed in his arms
Her ventricles danced to the tune of his charm
His spark died in a flash
The chase clearly far better fun than the catch
Now she’s holding on to the past
Grabbing at sand as it falls through her grasp
She’s holding on to a dream
She’s holding on to a melting ice cream
True love is hard to pin down
It flirts between worlds of the lost and the found
If lost love is monarchy bound
I’ll be its queen and I’ll wear the crown
His truth was spiteful and slight
He said he believed in love at first sight
Hollow words shot from his gun
Paving the way for this prodigal son
Now she’s holding on to the past
Grabbing at sand as it falls through her grasp
She’s holding on to a dream
She’s holding on to a melting ice cream
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8. |
Halcyon Days
06:11
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Halcyon Days
GS Cooke 2022
I woke from a dream where I’m fighting the craving
And my first conscious thoughts are as black as a Raven
Because I’m nurturing feelings i spent so long erasing
And I know that I don’t want to go there again
But then confidence ran with surprising deception
It took me beyond, and I made the connection
Opened my core to embrace the infection
And I know nothing now can stand in the way
These are halcyon days
This is the moment we’ve waited for
These are halcyon days
And this is the time of our lives
With words that can stun and a story that dazes
You’re off to the stars on a rocket that blazes
And I’m digging a hole with my bumbling phrases
But happy enough to stand in your light
With two heads as one we’ll find the solution
We’re forcing the pace of a new evolution
And planning the route of our next revolution
And gathering like minded troops for the fight
These are halcyon days
This is the moment we’ve waited for
These are halcyon days
And this is the time of our lives
You be the flame, I’ll be the moth
Something is found, something is lost
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9. |
Sweet Ghost
03:17
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Sweet Ghost
GS Cooke 2022
The birds of summer shake
out wings of winter
Before they fly away to warmer lands
Autumn colours fall across the flora
As day surrenders to the nights command
This time of year I always think about you
You feel so close after the twilight fades
Someone suggested that the veil is thinnest
Between the sowen and the darker days
Sweet ghost, come home
I walk across a room of smiling faces
But I don’t recognise a single one
Maybe they live in my imagination
Like you just spirits of the dead and gone
Days are cooler now the light is failing
The orange sun just flatters to deceive
Warmth is something from a former life
I watch with envy as the swallows leave
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10. |
Same Old Rivers
04:44
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Same Old Rivers
GS Cooke 2022
There are no vacancies
For lazy arsed complacency
The lost opportunities
To mis-herd immunity
So many sheep get side tracked
By hollow words and wise cracks
Hypnotised by the fragrancy
Of billy bullshit pou pouri
We drift along contented rivers
Into the seas of apathy
Where all fight and resistance withers
Devolve into the conscience free
Drifting down the same old rivers
Where nothing ever rocks the boat
Bodies bloat and minds grow thinner
Just satisfied to stay afloat
There’s no escaping
The consequence of a ticking clock
It’s hard to contemplate a change
Before my thumping heartbeat stops
You’ll never beat a sneaky cheat
With a condescending tweet
It’s just obvious and lame
You need to think about raising your game
Daren’t breath daren’t make a sound
Scared to step from the merry go round
Water wings for obedient troops
Rebels all swimming in concreate boots
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11. |
All Downhill From Here
03:58
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All downhill from here
Cookie 110321
Don’t stop me now I’m on a roll
I put repose into my soul
There’s no response, there’s no control
The needle drops out of the hole
A little bird sings in the tree
The song is pure melancholy
The notes are vivid, they’re in 3D
They paint a picture that I can see
And it’s all downhill from here
I’m drowning in a well brim-full with my own tears
And it been downhill for years
I watch it drop over the edge and disappear
Don’t stop me now I understand
I am the thorn the firebrand
Seeketh the grail the holy land
The bottle drops out of the hand
The kitchen clock ticks a tempo
The pendulum swing to and fro
I’m in the moment my breathing’s slow
We stop the surge we stem the flow
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12. |
Montbretia
02:12
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Montbretia
GS Cooke 2021
The dog daisies have just gone over
We missed them at their brilliant best
Alone they seldom capture the eye
But together never fail to impress
Montbretia, Montbretia flames skirt along the dragon paths
Montbretia, Montbretia take senses with your vibrant wrath
Wild mint consumed by hawthorn
Hangs scent upon a tender breeze
Steal slowly through her wild infusion
Drawn downwards to the serpent seas
Montbretia, Montbretia flames skirt along the dragon paths
Montbretia, Montbretia take senses in your vibrant wrath
Rose hips along the dry-stone walling
Erupting bloom crowns the grey and green
Gold stamen and a petal crimson
Weave a patchwork of a tranquile dream
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13. |
Giving It All Away
05:16
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Giving it all away
GS Cooke 2022
You’ve a heart that’s very grand
Such a dazzling force of nature
It’s a legend in this land
It is a thing of celebration
But you’re giving it all away
patience is a strength
It’s the core of your foundation
And you wear it without conscience
Like a medal of salvation
Middle eight
These are the virtues that you show me everyday
We grow in essence as we give these things away
But I hate to see you slowly lessen over time
It’s a gradual decline
Empathy’s the key
To the door of understanding
But it’s sadly seldom seen
In a world that’s so demanding
You wear it like a coat
and offer it so freely
You give it all away
You give it all so freely
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Cookie Nottingham, UK
Born and raised in the Shire of Nottingham, England.
Punk found me in my youth and shaped
my life.
Played in bands Solvent Abuse and The Little Pigs, now just me and the six string.
Continually evolving music wise, it bores me to stand still!
Punk continues to shape my life.
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