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There’s a boat on the water sailing gently out to see
There’s a feeling I get when your eyes look at me
There’s a stillness out there somewhere, look beyond the waves
There’s a place in time you’ll find how many souls you saved
Infinity Blue
Infinity Blue
Infinity Blue
Infinity Blue
There’s a tide that flows between the stranded and the free
Theres a boat on the water sailing gently out to sea
There’s a thought that sails around the surface of my mind
There’s an answer floating just beneath the waterline
Infinity blue
Infinity blue
Infinity blue
Infinity blue
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We must have walked a thousand miles or more
Leaving footprints in the sand
We laid our history out along the shore
Where the water meets the land
And our story unfolds as we head to the waterline
Watch the lone majestic black winged gull
Lord of all that he surveys
See the perfect outline of his sole
Melt beneath that seventh wave
And our story unfolds as we head to the waterline
And our history flows when we walk along the waterline
The pull of the open sea
The quest for the only key
The shipwrecks that failed to see
The warning signs below the water line
Watching boats sail into harbour
See what the graving dock will find
Out of reach below the water
Out of sight and out of mind
And they’re sailing to fail living life above the waterline
And our story unfolds as we head to the waterline
And our history flows like a river in flood
Like our hearts pumping blood
Watching Mercury rise
Through the numbers to the waterline line
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TIED
He took his chances and sailed across his black sea
Beneath the water lay relics from another time
While he reflected on the signs he knew he should’ve seen
He trimmed the sails and took the baring of another line
The time had come to ditch the plans he’s been devising
A fading horizon and the bitter sails of promise torn
The fact remained he knew that seven seas were rising
To get back home there’s be no port in any storm
Tied to the mast by his own admission to the sea he’s sailing on
Tied by the ropes of his own conviction in the grip of the sirens’ song
She couldn’t reach him, just memories flowing through her
Into her heart like arrows shot from every vein
Tied to his past and tied to his future
He couldn’t find the right way to break out of the pain
Tied to the mast by his own admission to the sea he’s sailing on
Tied by the ropes of his own conviction in the grip of the sirens’ song
And he lifted his eyes to the night sky
And traced the lines of the constellations
From the North Star to the Sword of Orion
He could see his life in the points of connection
The enemies of promise, the waves of regret
The fading horizons, ambitions unmet
The measure of success, the comparisons of love
The connections so clear in the lines above
He closed his eyes to the daylight
To break the tie of the lone star shining
That one star that could take him to the answer
To break the cycle like the stars unwinding
The enemies of promise, the waves of regret
The fading horizons, ambitions unmet
The measure of success, the comparisons of love
The connections so clear in the lines above
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ON BROTHERS WATER
On the west side of the lake
North end of the pass
As the day began to break
Reflecting sun on glass
I could feel it in the air
By the waterside
Only ever half aware
Of where the story lies
On Brothers Water
On Brothers Water
So we walked along the shore
And let our thoughts unwind
Whether legend myth or lore
There’s always something left behind
On Brothers Water
On Brothers Water
A dark December Day
Two Brothers on their way
To friends on the other side
All fears were cast aside
The ice thick on Broad Water
Like lambs before the slaughter
The sun and lake conspire
Fulfilling hell’s desire
On Brothers Water
On Brothers Water
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THE MYTH OF UNCERTAINTY
Let your story take another turn, let the road wind
Let the furnace of ambition burn in your own mind
When you’re divided, torn between the two you thought you'd really need
Undecided, hung between the devil and the deep blue sea
The myth of uncertainty will rise
Take the narrative you listen to down a new road
See the structure of your history as the dead load
Find the detail, read between the lines see the truth unfold
Let yourself fail, don’t let your fears be your truth untold
Locked in your memory’s hold Inside
I stood corrected, listened and accepted every word you gave
Felt connected, loosening the grip on all the ego craved
And every mistake I made
Untied
While internal conversations flow like an endless road
Feeling like I could just let them go like a broken code
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Cathedral bells still ring
And lighthouse sirens sing to me
Along the river and the road
It’s how my memories sound
The spirit of two north east towns carry me
Between the river and the road
From Bow Banks to Whitburn Steel
The soundwaves of my life reveal
I’m the thread and you’re the spinning wheel
And though you set me free
I could never let you go
Southbound on the Durham Road
I found a way to crack the code, my memories
Just like a river flowed
Locked in my history
Like rocks beneath an open sea they stay with me
With every step along the road
From Bow Banks to Whitburn Steel
The soundwaves of my life reveal
I’m the line and you’re the fishing reel
And though you set me free
I could never let you go
Shaped by the power of Bishops and Saints
And the might of the souls they swayed
Built by the bones and the blood in the veins
And the light of the lives that fade
I’d hear it in the thunderous drag of the chains
On the slipways of the ships we made
They would sail to sea
The way you set me free
But I could never let you go
From The Bailey to The North Sands Quay
Flow the waters of my destiny
Like every boat we launched into the sea
You would set me free, but I could never let you go
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Over the hill, washed up and put out to dry
A cast iron will would put me here ‘til the day I die
And my heart is still moving in for the kill
Dusted and done
Too many cuts too many scars
Under the gun
On my back but I still see the stars
And my heart is still while they’re moving in for the kill
Breaks in the code, forks in the road and I
Missed all the vital signs
Safe in the net from the jaws of regret and
The blood that I’ve let from the throats that have got me here
They clamour so loud, I struggle to hear a thing they say
Savagely proud, yes, I remember myself that way
With a void to fill, moving in for the kill
Breaks in the code, forks in the road and I
Missed all the vital signs
Safe in the net from the jaws of regret and
The blood that I let from the throats that have got me here
Got me here
Got Me here
Got me here
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We walk in time from Queens Parade
The clocks unwind while memories fade
The North East wind blows through our bones
Through my veins the North Sea flows
Our time will come our time will go
You take me down to meet the tide
On the seventh wave our hopes will ride
The water flows through the rocks and stones
Our history flows through our hearts and bones
The tide will come the tide will go
We’ll ride the wave that takes us in
We’ll ride the wave that takes us in
The North East wind blows through our bones
Through my veins the North Sea flows
We’ll ride the wave that takes us in
We’ll ride the wave that tales us in
We’re on the wave that takes us in
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See the Wolf Moon casting light
Like a warning shot across our bow
Taking time and stealing tide
By the Snow Moon we’ll have run aground
Still we just sail on to the storm
It weighs on our minds, eyes open wide
In the grip of its teeth we know we’ll be torn
By the force of the wave we ride
Still we just sail on
Still we just sail on
Strawberry moon riding high
On our hopes that the wind will change
We’re beneath a forbidding sky
Constant bearing decreasing range
Still we just sail on through the storm
Dragging anchor our fears descend
She's is in irons, it rages on
We’re paid out to the bitter end
Still we just sail on
Still we just sail on
His faith in his captain was now all but dead
The Bosun's eyes fixed on the tempest ahead
“I'll save every man if this ship is my last
Take in the top sail strike down the mast
We would've had time we knew of the danger
But you sailed us blind to irreverent failure
We were tied to your faith in the face of the warned
Held by the course to the mouth of the storm”
Harvest moon rising slow
Quarterdecks are in disarray
Summer sun sinking low
One mistake there’ll be hell to pay
Still we just sail on through the storm,
The wind and the water flow
Come the Cold Moon we’ll be worn
To the bone in the water below
Still we just sail on (Still we just sail on)
Still we just sail on (Still we just sail on)
Still we just sail on (Still we just sail on)
Still we just sail on (Still we just sail on)
Still
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* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
WIDOWS & BAIRNS
The north water was calm but the weather glass low
They’d not sailed for a week and felt sure they should go
After all that was said
There were mouths to be fed
The Kingfisher warned there’d trouble ahead
Desperation turned blind eyes to all that he said
Risk was part of their work
No thanks to the Kirk
Though their fighting was done
Their war was yet to be won
As it came in from the West it fell black as the night
The shear might of the storm turning blue into white
They would fight their way home
Or be sunk like a stone
Close to two hundred men
Leaving widows and bairns
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I watched them all their faces cracking
Like a cannon ball you’d knock them to the ground
And they’d always tell me what a genius you are
Like nectar to a bee
I just hope that I was there
Somewhere in the best of your days
I see them all in every picture
You look so small but you’re the biggest to me
So many faces but it always comes to you
A moth to the flame
I just hope that I was there
Somewhere in the best of your days
I just hope that I was there
Somewhere in the best of your days
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The Waterline is my first solo album. After releasing four albums with Freedom To Glide I've experienced a completely different journey creating this album. Musically, it's the culmination of the vast array of artists I've been inspired by in my life as a musician. So there are elements of rock, pop, jazz, folk, country, prog, classical and I'm sure a fair few other less obvious genres.
The analogies to do with the ocean seem endless to me and when I reflect on my song-writing on the four albums of Freedom To Glide it’s clear how often I’ve referred to the sea, sailing, waves, the horizon, icebergs etc. Maybe it’s just in my blood. I grew up in a coastal town, Sunderland. My Grandad was a fisherman and the sea has always been a part of my life I’d always taken for granted. That was made clear when I met my wife Ali who grew up in Coventry, she adores the sea and will make a bee-line for it in any weather! Trust me, ANY weather! I adore her so I always go of course.
Infinity Blue is the ocean. Imagine that ocean is life. The waterline of a boat is an often used analogy in psychology. Most of the everyday activity aboard a boat occurs above the waterline yet what happens below is mission-critical so it has to be kept in good shape. We're all just boats on the water.