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Ghosts of the Morning Sun

by Will Cookson

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1.
It’s 5am and in an hour I’m gonna leave you babe And the sparrows are singing from the garden shed Seems nothing’s understood in this life but that the time it ticks on And you don’t get it back, just got to get outta bed Ooooo, oooooo, there’s something in my head or my heart Think someone hid it there from the very start Shadows on the sea I got a record in my brain that was broken long ago It’s been skipping my whole life and now the needle’s come free But the writing’s on the wall and I’ve got a devil in my soul that I need to excise I’m becoming the man I never wanted to be Ooooo, oooooo, and nothing’s gonna change but who we are No nothing’s gonna change, just the sun and the stars
2.
There’s something burning in your chest Hand on the knife when there’s nothing left For you to aim for but your heart And through the dark I’ll search for you And in the twilight watch the moon Still shining on, still shining on Broken ice on an empty sea The haunted souls wait there for me In the darkness of my dreams Frozen sky and scattered hope You tie your arms around the rope And hoist the sail to pull you on Ooooo pitseleh where have you gone? Ooooo where did you leave your haystack charm? Hidden cracks in your head Tightrope walk across the web And do your best to carry on And though I’ll never know you now I’m gonna love you anyhow And I’ll find my peace within your song Ooooo pitseleh where have you gone? Ooooo where did you leave your haystack charm?
3.
Had a dream last night that we were birds and we could fly above the bright white clouds in your felt-tip sky And the fields far below were gold and green as the sun sank low behind the zigzag mountains that you drew in the snow And we sat on the lollipop trees kissed the summer breeze blowing from the oceans far away painted on the sand the universe held in your hands for the first time If the colours in your pen could draw the world anew and then we could live there as stickpeople and feel whole again We’d run into the streams swim through our dreams and we’d sail upon the oceans far away build houses on the sand made of matchsticks in our hands for the first time And I’ll meet you in my dreams your watercolour scenes and we’ll fly above the houses far away
4.
I’ll have a dream where I’m sailing on a white ship in the sky and I’m not back at school or drowning or being chased by anyone And we’ll lie in bed and let the light beams kiss our weary eyes and watch as the tiny particles of dust dance in the sun And on the radio they’ll play a song we’ve not heard in years and it’ll be almost as if we could inhabit the thoughts of our former selves And I’ll read some poetry from a leather-bound anthology that I borrowed indefinitely from my grandmother’s old wooden shelves Hmmm what a lovely day Hmmm why don’t you stay Hmmm please won’t you stay We’ll take a stroll through town and kick the leaves that line the streets and maybe have a coffee in a quirky independent café And you’ll read the papers and I’ll write a novel on my Macbook Air about the adventures of a young man living in the USA And though there’s a famine in Darfur and a civil war in Chad The music in the background’ll let us know it’s really all ok And we’ll order cake because it’s Saturday and we deserve a treat And what’s the point of living if you can’t have cake on a Saturday Hmmm what a lovely day Hmmm why don’t you stay Hmmm please won’t you stay
5.
Dead Leaves 02:45
Pale sun on an August sea Now the picture’s fading from your bedroom wall Black mirror watches while you sleep Yellow dress on the floor Cold nights are drawing in again Another future’s left with the summer it seems Dark clouds still haunt the little boy In the quiet of his dreams Oh I know that your lover broke your heart Oh I know that you feel all alone And I know that the world’s got no use for us And that all this’ll go Don’t walk, don’t walk the red man’s flashing still Cold rain runs in rivers down your neck Dead leaves, dead leaves choke the iron grills That summer’s never coming back
6.
I hear the seagulls crying in my dreams Over ice cream cones dropped in the sand And all the castles that we made for the tide to wash away Have gone the same way as the boy now he’s a man Down by the sea all those clouded memories Of caramacs and penny arcades on the pier And the liners in the mist and a longing that persists Like an echo in my mind over the years And I’m trapped in a dream like a ghost beside the sea Forever wandering the surf in search of home And then I’m back at the start where we played murder in the dark And built a treehouse in the garden in the snow Oh rocking horse in the spare room in the dark That little girl that used to love you now has gone Over hills you would glide and through haunted forests fly As you outran the past but now your future’s done And on Worthing Beach there’s a tide that’s out of reach Whispers still of dreams forgotten long ago Oh let the sirens sing of ferris wheels and all the things We used to love as kids but then had to let go And on that wheel we will spin back to where it all begins And the sand castles return into the sea And the names that we drew into the sand will be lost too Within the oceans of our minds just like a dream
7.
Timbuktu, she smiled and said I’m off and I won’t be back anytime soon And she made a boat of pillows on the duvet sea as she set sail across the room Oh mum, she said, don’t worry about me I know it’s a scary world, but I’ll be ok Oh daddy don’t you lose no sleep, I’ll still be your little girl when I’m old and grey Now she sits alone on a sofa in the sun and wonders where on earth it all did go That little girl had made her oh so many plans but they weren’t to be, still life goes on And oh daughter, she says, don’t forget about me, I know that my day is done but I’ve still got time And oh son won’t you go out and seek a better life than I could find Grandmother’s ghost in the hall, she haunts my dreams, oh I miss you Grandmother’s ghost oh she came into your room last night and kissed you
8.
Still Life 04:21
Oil and resin like blood on the floor Flowers and feathers strung up on the wall Another white canvas stretched to the frame Did the fear of failure haunt you the same? Toronto to London your paints in your arm Came out with a medal and your scars from the war Would you switch it for all the success of your peers? Oh where are you now got lost to the years Oooooo… Sun on the water, another red dawn Was the mist around Hammersmith Bridge getting worn? When the colours were fading under the stars Were you still trying to paint that ache in your heart?
9.
White Horses 03:15
Through water she runs, runs by the sea, Just like the old willow said she would in her dreams As onto the sand bare-footed she strides Leaving her footprints in a trail for the tide Cold river run from the snow Into the lines of white horses as they carry you home Dream-giver, give me a sign That I’m not just a spare and I’m not just wasting your time In darkness she swims, swims through the night Collecting the stars where they fell down from the sky And into the deep she’ll sink with her soul And she’ll hide in the blackness at the bottom of it all Dark angel fly into the dawn And carry our dreams into the sun to stay warm Stormbringer let sleeping dogs lie And shine like the sun into another dark sky Dark angel fly into the night Carry our prayers into the waning moonlight Dreambringer we’ll never know why You shine like the stars over another dark sky
10.
Been staring at the void too long my blue skies have turned black and the creepers that you cut down from my walls have all grown back Tomorrow runs ahead just like an old way through the wood been trodden many times before but it’s no clearer understood Where on earth it’s taking us and how we’re meant to choose when it forks around the bend and either way we lose In my head I played the part of the lover who was stung an innocent abandoned in the dark when he was young But when I see more clearly through the lies of my little play I was just as much the wolf out hunting for its prey Oh love I know I’ve let you down and all the promises I made and with all that anger I’ll go to my grave I’ve travelled far off countries I’ve seen many far out things but I’ve never left this man-shaped cage or shaken off this skin Got a picture of the little boy as he reached towards the sun but now more sand’s gone through the glass than there’s still left to run And when the lamp is burning low and the stitches slip their seams into that darkness we’ll go with our dreams
11.
Well now we’ve hit a wall And made the world seem so small Let’s ease our troubled minds Leave all the bad dreams behind We’ve been growing old Too young too young And it’s getting cold In the sun in the sun And in green fields we’ll lie The summer breezes our song And the night will see us home And by the dawn we’ll be gone We’ve been growing old Too soon too soon I couldn’t keep a hold A hold of you And I want to die With my head in your arms And with your daydreams lie In the light of the stars
12.
Time take me back through carousel dreams and zoetrope scenes She stood in the rain beside the ghost train Lost in the steam so I couldn’t quite see her Love let me go from candyfloss eyes and bumper car rides Under flickering lights and teenage delight As big-dipper cries drift over the pier Her arms drew me near And through the fading light we wandered the empty roads As I rolled out a thread so we could find our way home Hope fly away from harbour light skies and Wurlitzer sighs As the marching band slows and the gas lamps glow The old couples glide away from their years Fear release my soul as the acrobats swing from highwire rings We’ll fall through the night our fortunes bright As the fat lady sings and the thinning crowd cheers We’ll laugh through our tears And into the swirling mists we’ll waltz the endless road As I let go the thread so we can find our way home

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Recorded in rural Herefordshire (UK) and with support from several highly talented musicians, Will's new album features guitar, piano and cello delicately woven around an array of intimate lyrical themes. A return to traditional recording techniques has moreover helped capture a rich, organic soundscape, best experienced through the vinyl release. For those in need of an escape from the hustle and bustle of daily life, 'Ghosts of the Morning Sun' provides a portal into the deep and intangible seas of thought, dream and imagination.

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released October 28, 2016

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