• Lyrics:
    Show Me A Little Mercy

    The painter paint’s million saints they excel in their new design
    He in turn has his own concern how many tears to sew this time
    shallowness pastes it’s bitter tastes down every avenue but mine

    Where the cold winter still spreads it’s sin and the darkness paints the mood i’m in

    Baby Show Me A little mercy
    It really ain’t like me to get mixed up
    Spilling my senses through a broken cup
    But it ain’t easy when you're on your own

    Oxford man has only ever ran but he needs something new to chase
    A plan in place just in place just in case he forgets to tie his own shoe-lace
    A cult reborn sticks it’s thorn into the tendering side of grace

    Whichever way the wind blows, whichever way the river flows

    Baby show me a little mercy
    It really ain’t like me to get mixed up
    Spilling my senses through a broken cup
    But it ain’t easy when you're on your own

    The blinds are drawn but when the light shines through
    Forget me I shall have forgotten you
    It never felt right but that’s fine because
    Cos’ nothing interesting ever does

    Walking around this coastal town and I don’t know the time or day
    Wouldn’t you know it a puppet dressed as a poet knows but only way
    Keeps on going never thinks of slowing as long as there's a message to convey

    Speaking honestly as sweet or bitter as the fruit may be
    I’m the one to blame you see i met an angel and plunged recklessly
    Show a little mercy to me

    Baby show me a little mercy
    It really ain’t like me to get mixed up
    Spilling my senses through a broken cup
    But it ain’t easy on your own

    The blinds are drawn but when the light shines through
    Forget me I shall have forgotten you
    It never felt right but that’s fine because
    Cos’ nothing interesting ever does


    © 2014 Words and Music by DD Allen
  • Lyrics:
    Holborn Avenue

    Does the rain still pour off the overflow
    Does it still feel nice like everything sounds inches from your skin
    Does it still slam onto the patio
    Do the early birds still wake you i wanna know

    Summers snowing, i feel like i’m going round and round
    Wind keeps blowing, back the rope I’m throwing and I’ve have found
    That I’m showing, steady signs I’m tired of not knowing
    If i’m dead or if i’m going someplace new
    Away from Holborn Avenue

    Do the dogs still sit by the window
    Where instead of leaning out it’s freezing and I’m outside leaning in
    Does it make sense to you now you glow
    Does it make sense why the hell I let you go

    The world is weighing, too much for this old rusted chain where
    It was once swaying between dreams but now I couldn’t care
    I’m just laying between the emotions I’m displaying
    Between all the things i’m saying while i feel so blue
    Away from Holborn avenue

    Following you out in a desert storm
    Following you to a place that’s safe and warm
    Following you over these cliffs I drew
    To a place where blinded love has the better view

    Summers snowing i feel like i’m going round and round
    The wind keeps blowing back the rope I’m throwing and I’ve have found
    That I’m showing steady signs I’m tired of not knowing
    If I’m dead or if I’m going someplace new
    away from Holborn Avenue
    (repeat “away from Holborn Avenue”)


    © 2015 Words and Music by DD Allen