J Douglas & G Barnes

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J Douglas & G Barnes

That girl o'er there, she's distant
A pained look on her skin,
Those piercing eyes are wounded,
Don't know how to let you in.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.


She was out all the time,
Friends flocked to her door,
Parties and pubs and oh so much more.
Now she sits all alone,
Unable to talk
Seeing something unseen,
In her personal war.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

...
BRIDGE
If you'd known her before, she was colour,
fire and bubbles: a rebel,
But chancing with time on a cold, frosty night
She made a pact with the devil.


That girl o'er there, she is wounded,
Scars cover her body and face,
But the one's that she feels the deepest,
Are the one's that cannot be placed.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

She was out living life
And living it large
Smoking and drinking,
And following her heart.
Now her head is all broken,
Her life torn apart,
By the choices she made,
When she made loss an art.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

...
BRIDGE
If you'd known her before, she was colour,
fire and bubbles: a rebel,
But chancing with time on a cold, frosty night
She made a pact with the devil.
...

Now she's let the pain define her,
It's become just who she is,
The fire has burnt out, the colour is gone,
The bubbles have lost their fizz.

Forgotten

She’s fifteen with a baby, her boyfriend’s in tenth grade, her mother lies in rehab, while daddy’s getting laid;
so Grandma minds her baby, while she does her daily chore, selling contraband to strangers, while welfare’s at the door.

And ain’t it just a pity, that life throws at us strain.
It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

She’s thought of off’rin GFE, but ain’t quite reached the age, wants to make a life change, but can’t quite turn the page.
So Grandma guards the baby, while she tries to make the rate; she sees a church inviting, and walks on through the gate.

And ain’t it just a pity, that life throws at us pain.
It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

She kneels down in the sanctum,
and meets a sign of truth:
raindrops all around her Lord
‘cos hard times took the roof.
There she found her remedy, and smiled once again.
It might be worth remembering:
we all must walk through rain.

It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

RAIN

Tell me I’m your Peggy Gordon
Your Mendocino girl,
Show me I’m the only one
Your lonesome whippoorwhirl

CHORUS
Do I make you yearn, n make y’ cry
Of your love for me would you testify?
Do I make you wanna jump from the Tallahatchie Bridge
Cos you’re too blue to fly.
Will they carry you away when you stop loving me,
Cos I feel the same way too?
In the early morning rain, I only want your love,
Do you feel the same way too?


Fight for me like I’m Lucille,
Your Gypsy Davy girl,
I’ll have you damned, I’m sure you know
Your hypnotist collector.

Take me like I’m your Knoxville girl
Your girl on the half shell, no less
If you thought of me as your Suzanne,
Then to me would you confess?

CHORUS

Would you mourn my loss like the Edmund Fitzgerald?
Do your words blow away when I’m gone?
Do I help you make it through the night?
Oh just tell me I’m ‘that’ one

CHORUS

Oh say that I’m your wicked Felina
My beauty’s beyond compare
That I’m your hundred thousand reasons
For only ME it is that you care

Tell me that I can never leave
Never leave like mama Alice
That just like Delia you'll end my life
If I make you sad and callous

CHORUS
Do I make you yearn, n make y’ cry
Of your love for me would you testify?
Do I make you wanna jump from the Tallahatchie Bridge
Cos you’re too blue to fly.
Will they carry you away when you stop loving me,
Cos I feel the same way too?
In the early morning rain, I only want your love,
Do you feel the same way too?

Am I your three chords and the truth?


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That girl o'er there, she's distant
A pained look on her skin,
Those piercing eyes are wounded,
Don't know how to let you in.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.


She was out all the time,
Friends flocked to her door,
Parties and pubs and oh so much more.
Now she sits all alone,
Unable to talk
Seeing something unseen,
In her personal war.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

...
BRIDGE
If you'd known her before, she was colour,
fire and bubbles: a rebel,
But chancing with time on a cold, frosty night
She made a pact with the devil.


That girl o'er there, she is wounded,
Scars cover her body and face,
But the one's that she feels the deepest,
Are the one's that cannot be placed.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

She was out living life
And living it large
Smoking and drinking,
And following her heart.
Now her head is all broken,
Her life torn apart,
By the choices she made,
When she made loss an art.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

...
BRIDGE
If you'd known her before, she was colour,
fire and bubbles: a rebel,
But chancing with time on a cold, frosty night
She made a pact with the devil.
...

Now she's let the pain define her,
It's become just who she is,
The fire has burnt out, the colour is gone,
The bubbles have lost their fizz.

Forgotten

She’s fifteen with a baby, her boyfriend’s in tenth grade, her mother lies in rehab, while daddy’s getting laid;
so Grandma minds her baby, while she does her daily chore, selling contraband to strangers, while welfare’s at the door.

And ain’t it just a pity, that life throws at us strain.
It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

She’s thought of off’rin GFE, but ain’t quite reached the age, wants to make a life change, but can’t quite turn the page.
So Grandma guards the baby, while she tries to make the rate; she sees a church inviting, and walks on through the gate.

And ain’t it just a pity, that life throws at us pain.
It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

She kneels down in the sanctum,
and meets a sign of truth:
raindrops all around her Lord
‘cos hard times took the roof.
There she found her remedy, and smiled once again.
It might be worth remembering:
we all must walk through rain.

It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

RAIN

Tell me I’m your Peggy Gordon
Your Mendocino girl,
Show me I’m the only one
Your lonesome whippoorwhirl

CHORUS
Do I make you yearn, n make y’ cry
Of your love for me would you testify?
Do I make you wanna jump from the Tallahatchie Bridge
Cos you’re too blue to fly.
Will they carry you away when you stop loving me,
Cos I feel the same way too?
In the early morning rain, I only want your love,
Do you feel the same way too?


Fight for me like I’m Lucille,
Your Gypsy Davy girl,
I’ll have you damned, I’m sure you know
Your hypnotist collector.

Take me like I’m your Knoxville girl
Your girl on the half shell, no less
If you thought of me as your Suzanne,
Then to me would you confess?

CHORUS

Would you mourn my loss like the Edmund Fitzgerald?
Do your words blow away when I’m gone?
Do I help you make it through the night?
Oh just tell me I’m ‘that’ one

CHORUS

Oh say that I’m your wicked Felina
My beauty’s beyond compare
That I’m your hundred thousand reasons
For only ME it is that you care

Tell me that I can never leave
Never leave like mama Alice
That just like Delia you'll end my life
If I make you sad and callous

CHORUS
Do I make you yearn, n make y’ cry
Of your love for me would you testify?
Do I make you wanna jump from the Tallahatchie Bridge
Cos you’re too blue to fly.
Will they carry you away when you stop loving me,
Cos I feel the same way too?
In the early morning rain, I only want your love,
Do you feel the same way too?

Am I your three chords and the truth?

She fled and ran until she tripped,
On the roots of his family tree,
He caught her in his arms so strong,
She fell in his pools of green.

She spilled aged whisky down her cheeks,
He wiped those tears away,
Squeezed milk from ‘thin her virgin breasts,
And ‘pon the soil they lay.

Her heart got trapped 'thin his tattoo,
A blue tear drop below his eye,
But then he blew that heart away,
Like smoke from a hot peat fire.

She’s walked the road alone e’er since,
The ghost of his child in her arms,
A burning taste scorched on her lips,
And a lonely distant stare.

The Fall: a folk song

CHORUS
Oh Why won’t you touch me?
Oh What have I done?
Does my body repulse you?
My skin hold no fun?

VERSE
You react when I touch you
But you will not touch me.
My caress does it feel good
Does it make you feel free?

CHORUS

So Why won’t you touch me
Caress my soft skin
Am I too fat, too chubby?
Or is it something within?

CHORUS

When I touch you -are you elsewhere?
Are you not here with me?
Is my touch someone else’s
Is it me you don’t see?

CHORUS

I would just like your hands
To float over my hips
To move over my body
To kiss my sweet lips.

CHORUS

Is my body a shipwreck?
Does it just make you heave?
Do my soft ample breasts
Make you just want to leave?

CHORUS

Once you did tell me
As we pressed flesh to flesh
That it was all in those moments
That I made you feel best.

CHORUS

But now you don’t want me
I don’t turn you on.
My curves all forgotten
Your desire it has gone.

Is my body a shipwreck?

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That girl o'er there, she's distant
A pained look on her skin,
Those piercing eyes are wounded,
Don't know how to let you in.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.


She was out all the time,
Friends flocked to her door,
Parties and pubs and oh so much more.
Now she sits all alone,
Unable to talk
Seeing something unseen,
In her personal war.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

...
BRIDGE
If you'd known her before, she was colour,
fire and bubbles: a rebel,
But chancing with time on a cold, frosty night
She made a pact with the devil.


That girl o'er there, she is wounded,
Scars cover her body and face,
But the one's that she feels the deepest,
Are the one's that cannot be placed.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

She was out living life
And living it large
Smoking and drinking,
And following her heart.
Now her head is all broken,
Her life torn apart,
By the choices she made,
When she made loss an art.

...
CHORUS
A million memories lie sunk in her brain,
A thousand hoped dreams ne'er to be thought again,
She's addicted to loss, addicted to pain
Addicted to not knowing who she is e'er again.
...

...
BRIDGE
If you'd known her before, she was colour,
fire and bubbles: a rebel,
But chancing with time on a cold, frosty night
She made a pact with the devil.
...

Now she's let the pain define her,
It's become just who she is,
The fire has burnt out, the colour is gone,
The bubbles have lost their fizz.

Forgotten

She’s fifteen with a baby, her boyfriend’s in tenth grade, her mother lies in rehab, while daddy’s getting laid;
so Grandma minds her baby, while she does her daily chore, selling contraband to strangers, while welfare’s at the door.

And ain’t it just a pity, that life throws at us strain.
It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

She’s thought of off’rin GFE, but ain’t quite reached the age, wants to make a life change, but can’t quite turn the page.
So Grandma guards the baby, while she tries to make the rate; she sees a church inviting, and walks on through the gate.

And ain’t it just a pity, that life throws at us pain.
It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

She kneels down in the sanctum,
and meets a sign of truth:
raindrops all around her Lord
‘cos hard times took the roof.
There she found her remedy, and smiled once again.
It might be worth remembering:
we all must walk through rain.

It might be worth remembering, we all must walk through rain.

RAIN

Tell me I’m your Peggy Gordon
Your Mendocino girl,
Show me I’m the only one
Your lonesome whippoorwhirl

CHORUS
Do I make you yearn, n make y’ cry
Of your love for me would you testify?
Do I make you wanna jump from the Tallahatchie Bridge
Cos you’re too blue to fly.
Will they carry you away when you stop loving me,
Cos I feel the same way too?
In the early morning rain, I only want your love,
Do you feel the same way too?


Fight for me like I’m Lucille,
Your Gypsy Davy girl,
I’ll have you damned, I’m sure you know
Your hypnotist collector.

Take me like I’m your Knoxville girl
Your girl on the half shell, no less
If you thought of me as your Suzanne,
Then to me would you confess?

CHORUS

Would you mourn my loss like the Edmund Fitzgerald?
Do your words blow away when I’m gone?
Do I help you make it through the night?
Oh just tell me I’m ‘that’ one

CHORUS

Oh say that I’m your wicked Felina
My beauty’s beyond compare
That I’m your hundred thousand reasons
For only ME it is that you care

Tell me that I can never leave
Never leave like mama Alice
That just like Delia you'll end my life
If I make you sad and callous

CHORUS
Do I make you yearn, n make y’ cry
Of your love for me would you testify?
Do I make you wanna jump from the Tallahatchie Bridge
Cos you’re too blue to fly.
Will they carry you away when you stop loving me,
Cos I feel the same way too?
In the early morning rain, I only want your love,
Do you feel the same way too?

Am I your three chords and the truth?

She fled and ran until she tripped,
On the roots of his family tree,
He caught her in his arms so strong,
She fell in his pools of green.

She spilled aged whisky down her cheeks,
He wiped those tears away,
Squeezed milk from ‘thin her virgin breasts,
And ‘pon the soil they lay.

Her heart got trapped 'thin his tattoo,
A blue tear drop below his eye,
But then he blew that heart away,
Like smoke from a hot peat fire.

She’s walked the road alone e’er since,
The ghost of his child in her arms,
A burning taste scorched on her lips,
And a lonely distant stare.

The Fall: a folk song

CHORUS
Oh Why won’t you touch me?
Oh What have I done?
Does my body repulse you?
My skin hold no fun?

VERSE
You react when I touch you
But you will not touch me.
My caress does it feel good
Does it make you feel free?

CHORUS

So Why won’t you touch me
Caress my soft skin
Am I too fat, too chubby?
Or is it something within?

CHORUS

When I touch you -are you elsewhere?
Are you not here with me?
Is my touch someone else’s
Is it me you don’t see?

CHORUS

I would just like your hands
To float over my hips
To move over my body
To kiss my sweet lips.

CHORUS

Is my body a shipwreck?
Does it just make you heave?
Do my soft ample breasts
Make you just want to leave?

CHORUS

Once you did tell me
As we pressed flesh to flesh
That it was all in those moments
That I made you feel best.

CHORUS

But now you don’t want me
I don’t turn you on.
My curves all forgotten
Your desire it has gone.

Is my body a shipwreck?


About Me

Bio

Published poets and songwriters J Douglas and G Barnes began their story in the spring of 2006.
Their first book of poetry, Wow: unedited correspondence in verse, was published in 2019 after they took separate journeys for twelve years which eventually brought them back to each other. Follow their story via .instagram.com/bedsitpublishing #jakeandgee

CV/History

Wow: unedited correspondence in verse spanning twelve years - 2019

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