A song inspired by The Staves, Emmy The Great, Bob Dylan and a beautiful lass from Somerset.
How many songs have these worn heart strings still got left?
I awoke this morning off key and quite bereft but well
My pen it is still willing and the paper it receives.
We caught up with the moorhen and we joked about our dreams.
If absence makes the heart grow fonder, dear you'd better stay;
I couldn't care about you any more than I do now today.
Patience is a virtue, good things come to those who wait;
But who will be the judge of when the hour is getting late?
And anyway there is that other one about fish and the sea!
Pick you cliche, start the clock, compare notes over tea.
Spring it turns to summer, just as night it turns to day.
When in the autumn of our years will we opine away about
How foolish and how young we were, how little we all knew.
I love all my mistakes and well this heart it still beats true.
Actions speak louder than words but what about a song?
A most prolific muse you've been, I've toiled here late and
Long into the night, trying to make sense of all these things and more;
Like why I feel the way I do when you walk through the door.
My pen it has momentum but the day waits for no man.
There are so many things I know I'll never understand
I'll be here in September for the rest I cannot say.
I'm sure of change, death and taxes, sunshine and of rain.
from More Than Today,
released January 12, 2014
Recorded at Dalston Culture House by Robin Grey
Mixed by Dean Firth and Robin Grey
Mastered by Dominique Brethes at Flow Mastering (Brixton)
Basia Bartz - Violins
Candy Parfitt - Backing vocals
Iain Macleod - Classical Guitar
Robin Grey - Vocals, guitar, bass, etsy organ and drums