I'm a Scottish songwriter based in Edinburgh. My primary topics are observational on relationships and the complexity and heart
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FREESTONE LOVE – Stevie Mac
No time to relax, this endless pursuit
Yet you walked to me
In slo mo
Chilling stare (x2)
I was took, I was took, I was took, I was took
CHORUS
Who said love was easy
Are there ways to play this game
With her freestone love (x2)
Romance burning bright, then darkness cloak
Tempers flared in me
To ashes
Love to lust (x2)
Flame to stoke, flame to stoke, flame to stoke, flame to stoke
Time they say will heal, few will vouch for that
Voices in my head
In dreaming
Death perhaps
Rest in peace, rest in peace, rest in peace, resting peace
CHORUS
Who said love was easy
Are there ways to play this game
With her freestone love (x2)
Free
BING BONG (Mary Lee is high) – A Christmas Song by Stevie Mac
Bing bong Mary Lee is high, like a partridge off her tree
Wenceslas was never crowned and a very bad boy was he
I am having nightmares of a white downpour
A cold cold Christmas killed the beggar next door
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
CHORUS
Merry merry Christmas, a happy time of year
Middle of the winter, homeless, helpless, bare
They might not see the spring, or breathe the summer air,
But let’s hand out the pressies and pretend they aren’t there
The first Noel the angel sang, apparently this is so
No one cares on the prison wing, where the lifers walk the rows
Nor to the hostages, held captive by the drought
The jobseeker waiting for his weekly payout
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
The soldier begging on the street, who’s just began to read
Signs that point to lights and shows, material wealth and glee
I’m not a drunk or a druggie or a whore,
I don’t need much while you always want more
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
FREESTONE LOVE – Stevie Mac
No time to relax, this endless pursuit
Yet you walked to me
In slo mo
Chilling stare (x2)
I was took, I was took, I was took, I was took
CHORUS
Who said love was easy
Are there ways to play this game
With her freestone love (x2)
Romance burning bright, then darkness cloak
Tempers flared in me
To ashes
Love to lust (x2)
Flame to stoke, flame to stoke, flame to stoke, flame to stoke
Time they say will heal, few will vouch for that
Voices in my head
In dreaming
Death perhaps
Rest in peace, rest in peace, rest in peace, resting peace
CHORUS
Who said love was easy
Are there ways to play this game
With her freestone love (x2)
Free
BING BONG (Mary Lee is high) – A Christmas Song by Stevie Mac
Bing bong Mary Lee is high, like a partridge off her tree
Wenceslas was never crowned and a very bad boy was he
I am having nightmares of a white downpour
A cold cold Christmas killed the beggar next door
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
CHORUS
Merry merry Christmas, a happy time of year
Middle of the winter, homeless, helpless, bare
They might not see the spring, or breathe the summer air,
But let’s hand out the pressies and pretend they aren’t there
The first Noel the angel sang, apparently this is so
No one cares on the prison wing, where the lifers walk the rows
Nor to the hostages, held captive by the drought
The jobseeker waiting for his weekly payout
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
The soldier begging on the street, who’s just began to read
Signs that point to lights and shows, material wealth and glee
I’m not a drunk or a druggie or a whore,
I don’t need much while you always want more
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
FREESTONE LOVE – Stevie Mac
No time to relax, this endless pursuit
Yet you walked to me
In slo mo
Chilling stare (x2)
I was took, I was took, I was took, I was took
CHORUS
Who said love was easy
Are there ways to play this game
With her freestone love (x2)
Romance burning bright, then darkness cloak
Tempers flared in me
To ashes
Love to lust (x2)
Flame to stoke, flame to stoke, flame to stoke, flame to stoke
Time they say will heal, few will vouch for that
Voices in my head
In dreaming
Death perhaps
Rest in peace, rest in peace, rest in peace, resting peace
CHORUS
Who said love was easy
Are there ways to play this game
With her freestone love (x2)
Free
BING BONG (Mary Lee is high) – A Christmas Song by Stevie Mac
Bing bong Mary Lee is high, like a partridge off her tree
Wenceslas was never crowned and a very bad boy was he
I am having nightmares of a white downpour
A cold cold Christmas killed the beggar next door
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
CHORUS
Merry merry Christmas, a happy time of year
Middle of the winter, homeless, helpless, bare
They might not see the spring, or breathe the summer air,
But let’s hand out the pressies and pretend they aren’t there
The first Noel the angel sang, apparently this is so
No one cares on the prison wing, where the lifers walk the rows
Nor to the hostages, held captive by the drought
The jobseeker waiting for his weekly payout
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
The soldier begging on the street, who’s just began to read
Signs that point to lights and shows, material wealth and glee
I’m not a drunk or a druggie or a whore,
I don’t need much while you always want more
If someone was crucified for you and me
How come it’s the poor who live in misery
I'm a Scottish songwriter based in Edinburgh. My primary topics are observational on relationships and the complexity and heart
eak they often
ing.
