Alessia’s song CHORUS As the river flows into the sea I’m part of you, you’re part of me The tide is low, the tide runs high A life awaits, we laugh, sometimes we cry The circle turns, the moon and sun We are many, we are one Some of the things that brighten the day The blackbird’s song, the scent of new mown hay The traffic rumble, the rattling rails Marsh harrier’s search as he swoops and sails The voice of a child as she laughs and cries The lap of water, the arc of the sky Some of the things that darken the night A rain of bombs and the migrant’s flight The lies that stoke the populist fire The truth – then they call you liar, liar The poison we pump into the gasping air Injustice fuelled when life should be so much more fair CHORUS But now that you’re here the day seems fair The soft wind blows in the summer air I hear your laughter, it shines like light If the past is dark the future’s bright You can live your hopes and dream your dreams Life’s what it is, don’t be fooled by how it sometimes seems And this is the world we give to you Some of it’s lies, some of it’s true Yours is the future, ours will be past One fades away, one’s built to last And life goes on with its crazy haze And we all do our best in our different ways CHORUS I love the world we come from That’s why I wrote this new song For you

Wrap your arms around us world/Song for Eve The breeze played softly with the summer leaves The sun slanted down through the summer trees Bird call and forest rustle in the humid summer air Nature most luxurious, there was magic everywhere. And then I went to the park and to the meadow green Shouts and children’s laughter in the hazy afternoon I remembered that I held you there the very first time And I thought how I love this precious world and this precious summertime CHORUS Wrap your arms around us world and we’ll do the same for you Keep the children safe for us and for their futures new Help us fight injustice world, to make the wrongs come right And lead us to a land of peace, from darkness into light (We’ll lead you to a land of peace, we’ll lead you to the light) But all across this world of ours the bullies seem to reign Sometimes we have to wonder, will the good times ever come again People cry for justice, people hunger for release From the fear of futures fractured and a desperate hope for peace And it can make you mad and cynical or it can drive you to despair But then you suddenly remember that something good is here It’s the cry you make you beautiful child it’s the life that you can lead Surrounded by a love that breathes and which is ours to give. CHORUS So in Nightingale park I sit and think these thoughts for you For the bad is all around us but the good is with us too It’s the cry you make you beautiful child, it’s your presence here with us It’s the opposite of hate and woe it’s the boundless gift of love. CHORUS

Ye Jacobites by name Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear, you shall hear Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear. What is right and what is wrong by the law, by the law What is right and what is wrong by the law What is right and what is wrong, a short sword and a long A weak arm and a strong for to draw, for to draw A weak arm and a strong for to draw. What makes heroic strife famed afar, famed afar? What makes heroic strife famed afar? What makes heroic strife, to whet the assassin’s knife Or hunt a parent’s life with bloody war, bloody war Or hunt a parent’s life with bloody war. Then leave your schemes alone in the state, in the state Then leave your schemes alone in the state Then leave your schemes alone, adore the rising sun And leave a man alone to his fate, to his fate And leave a man alone to his fate Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear, lend an ear Ye Jacobites by name lend an ear Ye Jacobites by name your faults I will proclaim Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear, you shall hear Your doctrines I must blame, you shall hear

Clifton They fled from Derby, heading north Prince Charlie’s band of doubtful worth Cut off in Clifton they took their stand With Claymore, Broadsword, Targe and gun So long ago those young men died Jacobites, king’s men, side by side And the trees grow tall in the graveyard sun The birds sing out in the morning dawn And they lie buried, forgotten, folorn Someone’s brothers, fathers, (someone’s) sons The nights grow longer, the curtains drawn The TV flickers in a million homes But long ago, from this island’s shore A young man left to go to war With countless others, head held high Enthusiastic, doomed to die They keep his picture on the wall Ghost from the past who gave his all And the face stares out from its faded frame One of a million who never came home CHORUS But across the world under other earth They too have memories that hurt Flowers cut down, lives thrown away Love that’s buried in the dirt So when the next fight comes along Will you ask what is it for? Will you try and heal the hurt Or will you gayly march (away) to war? The morning sun shines weakly down On all the people gathered round For those who fell and gave their lives Air echoes with their spectral cries Rustling leaves, a gentle breeze For a past that no one knows or sees Smith, Coleman, Richards, Lamb, Young men who never lived their span Names etched deep in weathered stone Did they die together, or did they die alone? CHORUS My grandad who I loved so well Survived four years of living hell A good man in a dreadful fight Quite sure that what he did was just and right.

My love song How can I write you a love song When I can’t think of right words to say? How can I sing you a sweet melody When it doesn’t turn out the right way? How can I make things sound just how I want them. If I don’t have my thoughts in a line How can I ask you to hear what I’m telling you And say that we’ll always be fine? I’ll just have to do it the best way that I can And wait for an answer, wait for an answer to come. CHORUS And the river flows out to the sea And the beaches shine gold in the morning sun And from the first time, the first time that I met you I knew that you, you were the one The place where the wind dances clear through the trees And the birds call their song to the early dawn Where the reeds sway softly by the salty shore and the clouds float high in the summer air And here’s how I know that I love you Cause I see your face everywhere Yes, here’s how I know that I love you Cause I hear your voice and it sounds just like a prayer And if you’re still here when I’m gone away Will you wonder at what we have done I wonder where the memories of love reside Leaves that rustle in the autumn sun But I’ll take you with me wherever I go To help me with what may befall I’ll listen by the rivers under swirling skies So I’m ready when I hear your call So here’s how I’ve done the best that I can A melody, some words, and this is my love song CHORUS

Amelia where you bound to/Across the western ocean The work was hard and wages low (Amelia - where you bound to?) Now’s the time to roll and go across the western ocean (oh Amelia - where you bound to?) CHORUS Amelia - where you bound to? Amelia - where you bound to? I've been in the army and I've worked on the farm (Amelia - where you bound to?) all I've got to show is the muscle in my arm across this western ocean (oh Amelia - where you bound to?) Birds in the air and fishes in the sea (Amelia - where you bound to?) A red - haired woman made a mess out of me across this western ocean (oh Amelia - where you bound to?) CHORUS If I had the wings of Noah's dove (Amelia - where you bound to?) I'd fly back home to the one I love across this western ocean (Oh, Amelia - where you bound to?) If there's just one thing that does me pain (Amelia - where you bound to?) that's to never see your fair face again across this western ocean (Oh Amelia - where you bound to?)

Still here She stands there in her summer clothes, a lightening breeze which ripples through her hair Curlew on the wing And all around the melodies that nature plays, the scent of jasmine Help the sweet earth sing The drying grasses swaying tall a hint of what’s to come Then clouds come from nowhere To hide the sun Autumn mists grow drear and cold And the year once fresh grows tired and old All nature hangs its head and sleeps As all around their winter vigil keep For a future that’s so clear and bright It’s the hope that gets us through the long cold night That gets us through the night. But spring will come again, the green fuse through the eager earth, Berries on the vine, The rushing water in the brook, the sunlight on the singing stones A world that seems full of time So we will go across the meadow dreaming of a better air to breathe And hold on to the hope that we will never have to leave Hold on to that hope Just like our fathers’ prayers Keep the living good As our mothers once did there All can be different it doesn’t have to be the same Will it be the same? Summer clothes Autumn mists Winter cold Singing stones But we’re still here We’re still here

Brea Hill (Tears in rain) High on the hill in the quickening air With the mist rolling over, salt wind in my hair And the cry of the gulls with the tide surging in With the long swell of memory, beached whale and shark fin Every time that I’m down here I climb to this place For the sting on my cheek, or the sun on my face And I cast my eyes seaward, horizon looks back On the unyielding rock, sharp spines, bladderwrack That’s when I think maybe life’s just a game And these moments will be lost, like tears in rain There once was a love that I thought was secure But one wanted less and the other wanted more. So we drifted apart, as the land slips away In the gathering dusk at the end of the day But when I remember sweet comfort I miss All the laughter and sadness, the passion, the bliss They will not return; they’re behind the closed door Locked and bolted from inside in the time of before That’s when I think with the joy comes the pain Until they’re both washed away like tears in rain I worked on a song that I thought could be fine With a haunting sweet melody that I hoped was mine Words tumbled out about the world that we share The things we have witnessed and how we should care As usual the beauty just wouldn’t come through And the phrases I searched for stayed hidden from view The tunes I was choosing seemed to hang in the air As if in my dreaming I’d heard them somewhere That’s when I wondered is all music the same And it all blends together like tears in rain? So I’m back on the hill looking over Doom Bar Reliving my life as if from afar While down on the shore by the sparkling sea Are the ghosts of the people who mean most to me Each has a story to tell in their time Of the light and the half light sweet cherry bitter wine Cos we all have our triumphs and the thoughts that we dread And the things that we’ve done seem to fill up our head That’s when I hear this pure sad refrain And the guilt floats away like tears in rain. And now I know that life’s not just a game Cos we’re all part of something just like tears in the rain

The fishermen of Port Quin/when the men went out to sea Times were hard, and the table bare Storm season on its way And the children cried for food to eat Hunger wouldn’t go away They talked of times when the boats came in With herring and the pilchard fish And they sailed for Wales trading coal and lead And there was plenty for their smallest wish But that was then, and now was worse and the children cried in vain When someone said shoals were seen They resolved to go to sea again CHORUS On a Sabbath day, on a sabbath day When the men went out to sea On a sabbath day when the men went out to sea And the sea was up and the clouds were low And a storm was coming near But they pulled their boats down the shingled beach And they tried to drown their fear And their families watched from their shuttered rooms As the men braved the roiling sea And the rain battered hard on the window panes As the wind screamed down the chimneys And they dreamed all night of the heaving waves As the men fought the stinging spray And they waited for the dawn when they would all return With food for another day CHORUS Next morning the grey skies came and the waves crashed in The gale screamed its mortal last So they looked for the boats coming back to the cove But they looked and the hours passed All that day and the next day too Till the truth was plain to know All the men were lost, their spirits spent In the vasty depths below For they had gone to fish on the Sabbath plain When all should stay and pray And they were drowned, they were swallowed up No one heard their desperate cries. CHORUS That is the legend of the deserted cove, The women who walked away Who left their homes for evermore For the tragedy that day Except it probably never happened quite like that No storm, no Sabbath ban No men who drowned in the fearsome waves And could not come again. It’s just that the pilchards left and the herring too And they found no way to live So they walked right away from the Port Quin shore And looked for other ways to survive CHORUS when they left their homes and hearth From Trelights they went to find other towns Where they could work for bread Or they sailed from Padtsow to far off Canada To find a foreign life instead And this is the story of what we do When we have nothing else to lose We leave our homes and our hearts behind To build life in another land And that’s where we make a new estate, and something begins anew And the children eat and grow and thrive But we cry and dream of what we knew CHORUS. On a Sabbath day, on a Sabbath day When the men cross the oceans deep On a Sabbath day When the men cross the oceans deep So you can put up walls to keep them out Then your country stays pure and true But just remember when the bad times come on the other side it could be you.

Windhover I looked for you along the ancient paths Above the crashing spray, the jagged rocks The storm flecked waves The moon and tides in their eternal infernal dance I looked for you I looked in vain to see you hover in the wind But storm lash closed my eyes and ears And you were gone when I looked again. I walked down lanes by streams and rivers Past the muddy autumnal fields But all I heard Was the sighing of the tired leaves a distant mournful peel The countryside seemed bare and drear And empty as the sweet air disappeared And still I searched for you To hear your voice And fill the silence that I fear CHORUS Won’t anybody tell me where you are And why you’ve gone away. I need to hear you on the wind And get the calls you send my way Cause without them what it feels like is I’ve got nothing left to say So tell me now when you’ll be back To hover in the wind Waiting for your prey And then the music will return The words come floating after I’ll know what to say. The songs we sing when we are happy Or to make sad times go away - Cause when you’re here Putting lines to melody is as easy As when the night follows day. CHORUS But when you’re here Putting lines to melodies is as easy As night follows day

There’s always music When you open your eyes to a nightmare world And you can’t quite see a clear way out And the hopes you had seem to shrivel and curl And you haven’t got the energy to even shout CHORUS There’s always music, melodies to heal Music to reach the human heart Music to improve the way we feel Music’s there to play its part There’s always music, music’s there to see us through When your soul is heavy with the sadness of a tear Things that you hear happened and there’s nothing you can do And you feel a sense of loss and you sense the coming fear You don’t know how to heal the hurt or where you ought to go CHORUS When you wake up with a heavy head befuddled and confused And getting up’s an effort that you just can’t make And the surly dark outside makes the day seem yours to lose And you wonder just how much more you can take CHORUS And when the clouds have parted and the sun comes shining through And the things that seemed impossible have faded with the dawn And you realise that your life can begin again anew And all that cold and greyness is getting bright and warm Why then, there’s music….

Parting Now is the hour when we must go And leave our hearts in the fading glow Like the waves retreating from the shore And the snow that melts on mountain and moor We know that this will come again but we cannot fathom where or when As the seconds fly and the minutes pass We fear this time could be the last But for every night there is the dawn The sun coming up, the new-made morn So many songs and tales to tell So many ways to make things well For every goodbye is another hello We dream of next meetings when we go The quicker we leave the sooner return And that’s the best lesson we can learn. And cause we don’t know what’s to come Let’s live the moment while we may The clouds roll in, the storm surge waits But we will make it through another day So here’s the way to say farewell We sense the sun through the driving rain The landlord rings the closing bell But we’ll be back to sing again