Martin Hazell

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Martin Hazell

Loneliness hand in hand with hostility
They don’t seem to understand the futility
Caught in the middle of unwanted situations
No-one seems to care any more
If only they knew the score

Psychological barriers around my thoughts
Thrown into confusion, end to end courts
Constant disagreement on what’s best for you
Will anyone open the door
The light has faded for sure

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

Personalities freeze in relentless disarray
Whose bloody feelings do I hurt less today
Born of one blood but not easily accepted
Does anybody know what for
I can’t stand this pressure no more

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

Live My Own Life

Waiting
Always waiting
For other people and other things
Or so it seems

Tired
Oh so tired
A busy station, hours to go
Strange people around

A foreign place
Another foreign place
A new experience, maybe danger
A worried face

Music
Comfort in music
Wish to be elsewhere, to leave now
Waiting, waiting

Empty room
Be with you soon?
Patterns alive on bare walls
Is all my mind has

A crowded room
Still lonely too
Contact or solitude
I can’t decide

Waiting
Always waiting
Waiting for something
Waiting for myself

Waiting

Can it be true what the pictures of life show to me
The polaroids and image noise so clear
There’s a world outside opening on screen three
It’s too real, I fear

It all seems so inviting
One big portrayal, fantasy
Glamorous and exciting
But life is not like that for you and me

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Conditioned to believe that it’s all available to us
Stereotyped and money-grabbing joy
Hypnotised by the live-in luxury chorus
Suffer the world we destroy

Environment, pollution, electric car
Have we really come this far
But still all those programmes
By David Attenborough

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Technology or humility
Is that media really social
Inhumane this humanity
Local, national or global

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Suffocated


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Loneliness hand in hand with hostility
They don’t seem to understand the futility
Caught in the middle of unwanted situations
No-one seems to care any more
If only they knew the score

Psychological barriers around my thoughts
Thrown into confusion, end to end courts
Constant disagreement on what’s best for you
Will anyone open the door
The light has faded for sure

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

Personalities freeze in relentless disarray
Whose bloody feelings do I hurt less today
Born of one blood but not easily accepted
Does anybody know what for
I can’t stand this pressure no more

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

Live My Own Life

Waiting
Always waiting
For other people and other things
Or so it seems

Tired
Oh so tired
A busy station, hours to go
Strange people around

A foreign place
Another foreign place
A new experience, maybe danger
A worried face

Music
Comfort in music
Wish to be elsewhere, to leave now
Waiting, waiting

Empty room
Be with you soon?
Patterns alive on bare walls
Is all my mind has

A crowded room
Still lonely too
Contact or solitude
I can’t decide

Waiting
Always waiting
Waiting for something
Waiting for myself

Waiting

Can it be true what the pictures of life show to me
The polaroids and image noise so clear
There’s a world outside opening on screen three
It’s too real, I fear

It all seems so inviting
One big portrayal, fantasy
Glamorous and exciting
But life is not like that for you and me

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Conditioned to believe that it’s all available to us
Stereotyped and money-grabbing joy
Hypnotised by the live-in luxury chorus
Suffer the world we destroy

Environment, pollution, electric car
Have we really come this far
But still all those programmes
By David Attenborough

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Technology or humility
Is that media really social
Inhumane this humanity
Local, national or global

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Suffocated

Walk down the stairs
Coffee sipping, cigarette smoking
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne
Hour on hour to pass
One more coffee in, cigarette wanting
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne

Dancing at every opportunity
One foot forward then
On to spin rhythmically
Floor to floor on high
C’mon girls
Please catch my eye

Congregate after school
Party drinking, more coffee in
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne
Come together after work
Nightclubbing, cigarette asking
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne

Looking at every opportunity
Eye to eye rhythm
Body language speak to me
Head to head on high
Witness the chance
Please catch my eye

Walk in the door
Are we dancing, girls admiring
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne
Experience it all
Music writing, coffee sipping
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne

Brasserie Lynne

There are times when I feel
That there is no point in carrying on
You’ve pulled at the strings of my heart
For much too long
For me to sit here patiently and wait for your return
You see realising that you are gone
Is too much to learn

I look at all the photographs
Memories that still hold true
I long to see you coming back
I hope that you
Can see, can understand, just pick up that telephone
Look at me and the tears I cry
All alone

Chorus

Come back to me
You see you don’t know
What life can be
Without you here next to me
Anymore
Come back to me
You see I still love you
Why did you have to leave me
What for

Months of waiting have passed
And I can’t stand the pain any longer
My feelings have never subsided
Just get stronger
As each day goes by I think of
What together we shared
And in times of trouble
I knew just how much you cared

Repeat Chorus

Months of waiting have passed
And I can’t stand the pain any longer
My feelings have never subsided
Just get stronger

Repeat Chorus

Come Back To Me

One bite of the apple and I’ll taste
The forbidden fruit
It will be so sweet and so true
And will quell all the dejection and the longing
Oh how I pray

But closer to home
Just bitterness and a heart of stone
And a love that might just have
Lost its way

Will it count if I just peel away the skin
Of my forbidden fruit
But what if the branch is too high for me

Will my only comfort be my own loneliness
Will temptation just flounder on the bough
That will not hold me

Will she never wipe the tear from my eye
Will I ever feel her caress

Chorus

I just have to climb, climb, climb
Can I reach her
If I can just climb, climb, climb
Will I reach her
Could I reach her there
But there’ll be no-one to catch me
When I come tumbling down

I long to feel the sweet flesh
Of my forbidden fruit
To share our favourite strawberry wine days
And fool around in our own summer rain days

But will I drown and will she rescue me
From the tears that will always follow me
From the right and the wrong
And the pleasure and the pain

Repeat Chorus

When I come tumbling down
When I come tumbling down
When I come tumbling down

Forbidden Fruit

Sing me a poem from afar
Lay your head on your pillow
And watch my star
Shine over you

Wherever you are, close your eyes
Let me taste your tears
And think of mine
As they fall over you

Flap your wings in your sleep
And fly gently over to me
Let the wind not change your course
Take my hand, reach for me

Sing me a poem from afar
Let it rhyme, let it sing
Play your notes on piano or guitar
Keep me listening

Sing me a poem from afar
Sing me a poem from afar
Sing me a poem from afar

Drift and dance and swim and float
And fly and fall and rhyme

Together

Sing Me A Poem From Afar

There is a bright star in the midnight sky
Calling me, calling me
But it wanes as the clouds go passing by
Calling me, calling me
Or is my mind playing tricks on me?

I wonder why I am running away
Where’s the reason for the pain in my heart
There is so much here for me, I want to stay
But show me where I should make my start

There is a shining light in the clear blue sky
Calling me, calling me
But it fades as the clouds go passing by
Calling me, calling me
Or is my mind playing tricks on me?

I wonder why the stream is so dry
Why do I stand here so alone
There is so much here for me, I want to cry
Please tell me what else I could have done

There is an angel singing me her lullaby
Calling me, calling me
But her notes drift away as off she flies
Calling me, calling me
Or is my mind playing tricks on me?

I try to kiss you, I try to cherish you
But the distance in your eyes
Keeps you out of reach
We’ll never meet - again

Bright stars and midnight skies
Shining lights and bright blue lies
Angels and distant lullabies
Is my mind playing tricks on me?

Playing Tricks

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Loneliness hand in hand with hostility
They don’t seem to understand the futility
Caught in the middle of unwanted situations
No-one seems to care any more
If only they knew the score

Psychological barriers around my thoughts
Thrown into confusion, end to end courts
Constant disagreement on what’s best for you
Will anyone open the door
The light has faded for sure

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

Personalities freeze in relentless disarray
Whose bloody feelings do I hurt less today
Born of one blood but not easily accepted
Does anybody know what for
I can’t stand this pressure no more

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

It occurs to me to live my own life
To ignore the duties I hold
But I can’t decide where my loyalties lie
In the future that’s about to unfold

Live My Own Life

Waiting
Always waiting
For other people and other things
Or so it seems

Tired
Oh so tired
A busy station, hours to go
Strange people around

A foreign place
Another foreign place
A new experience, maybe danger
A worried face

Music
Comfort in music
Wish to be elsewhere, to leave now
Waiting, waiting

Empty room
Be with you soon?
Patterns alive on bare walls
Is all my mind has

A crowded room
Still lonely too
Contact or solitude
I can’t decide

Waiting
Always waiting
Waiting for something
Waiting for myself

Waiting

Can it be true what the pictures of life show to me
The polaroids and image noise so clear
There’s a world outside opening on screen three
It’s too real, I fear

It all seems so inviting
One big portrayal, fantasy
Glamorous and exciting
But life is not like that for you and me

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Conditioned to believe that it’s all available to us
Stereotyped and money-grabbing joy
Hypnotised by the live-in luxury chorus
Suffer the world we destroy

Environment, pollution, electric car
Have we really come this far
But still all those programmes
By David Attenborough

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Technology or humility
Is that media really social
Inhumane this humanity
Local, national or global

Suffocated by reality created
Imagination not contemplated
Present day disintegrated
Digital overwhelm all our souls emptied

Suffocated

Walk down the stairs
Coffee sipping, cigarette smoking
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne
Hour on hour to pass
One more coffee in, cigarette wanting
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne

Dancing at every opportunity
One foot forward then
On to spin rhythmically
Floor to floor on high
C’mon girls
Please catch my eye

Congregate after school
Party drinking, more coffee in
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne
Come together after work
Nightclubbing, cigarette asking
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne

Looking at every opportunity
Eye to eye rhythm
Body language speak to me
Head to head on high
Witness the chance
Please catch my eye

Walk in the door
Are we dancing, girls admiring
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne
Experience it all
Music writing, coffee sipping
Everything’s fine at the Brasserie Lynne

Brasserie Lynne

There are times when I feel
That there is no point in carrying on
You’ve pulled at the strings of my heart
For much too long
For me to sit here patiently and wait for your return
You see realising that you are gone
Is too much to learn

I look at all the photographs
Memories that still hold true
I long to see you coming back
I hope that you
Can see, can understand, just pick up that telephone
Look at me and the tears I cry
All alone

Chorus

Come back to me
You see you don’t know
What life can be
Without you here next to me
Anymore
Come back to me
You see I still love you
Why did you have to leave me
What for

Months of waiting have passed
And I can’t stand the pain any longer
My feelings have never subsided
Just get stronger
As each day goes by I think of
What together we shared
And in times of trouble
I knew just how much you cared

Repeat Chorus

Months of waiting have passed
And I can’t stand the pain any longer
My feelings have never subsided
Just get stronger

Repeat Chorus

Come Back To Me

One bite of the apple and I’ll taste
The forbidden fruit
It will be so sweet and so true
And will quell all the dejection and the longing
Oh how I pray

But closer to home
Just bitterness and a heart of stone
And a love that might just have
Lost its way

Will it count if I just peel away the skin
Of my forbidden fruit
But what if the branch is too high for me

Will my only comfort be my own loneliness
Will temptation just flounder on the bough
That will not hold me

Will she never wipe the tear from my eye
Will I ever feel her caress

Chorus

I just have to climb, climb, climb
Can I reach her
If I can just climb, climb, climb
Will I reach her
Could I reach her there
But there’ll be no-one to catch me
When I come tumbling down

I long to feel the sweet flesh
Of my forbidden fruit
To share our favourite strawberry wine days
And fool around in our own summer rain days

But will I drown and will she rescue me
From the tears that will always follow me
From the right and the wrong
And the pleasure and the pain

Repeat Chorus

When I come tumbling down
When I come tumbling down
When I come tumbling down

Forbidden Fruit


About Me

Bio

From a young age I have always been interested in writing, whether that be poetry or fiction. I remember having a poem published in a collected works book when at school. To this day as a teacher (the day job!), I am still passionate about students’ writing that inspires me. I feel that it is simply the power and emotion in language that enables us to connect with our own emotions and those of others that I find so special, and allows us to identify in a song a lyric that instantly reflects our own feelings, situations and relationships. It is also the power of metaphor that gives us the freedom to choose our own interpretation of a song’s meaning and appreciate the subtleties and nuances in the words themselves and what they might convey. What did the artist mean when they wrote that song?!

When I started dabbling in synthesizers in the mid-late 1980s, completely caught up in the electronic, new wave music of the time, I discovered that I could also write my own songs and music and like all of us it has been a great source of liberation. There is a beauty in being able to express oneself through music. My biggest claim to fame at this time was being shortlisted to replace Holly Johnson when he left Frankie Goes To Hollywood but not quite getting it and having one of the band ring my house and speak to my mum about it! Oh, and also getting my photo in Just Seventeen magazine!

Over the years since, it has simply been a question of trying to get my music out there, a frustrating process as all songwriters know! But, I have held onto my battered old file of lyrics and I hope that now, through Songbay, my work will get the exposure I have always thought it deserves.

In more recent years, I began to compose music for independent film and television. I love quality thriller drama and have become a huge fan of the foreign dramas that we can now enjoy. In particular, I am often impressed by the quality of these programmes’ opening titles music and it is naturally an ambition therefore to see my own music used in these productions.

At present I am concentrating on lyric writing. I am keen to push the quality of my writing and the vocabulary I use in ever new and adventurous directions, and whilst happy, poppy songs are fantastic and we all need them, the darker, more thought-provoking the lyric the better for me! There are too many artists I have loved over the years to list here, but Martin Gore of Depeche Mode has been a particular source of inspiration, whilst I find the lyrics of the Danish songwriter, Mads Langer, quite exquisite. To be able to express himself in English the way he does as a non-native speaker is amazing. Other artists I admire for the quality of their songwriting include Thirteen Senses, Editors, SYML, A Fine Frenzy, Ruelle and David Sylvian. Favourite band of all time though are Blondie; favourite song, Heart of Glass; favourite album cover, Speak and Spell, Depeche Mode; favourite guilty pleasure song!, Waiting For A Star To Fall, Boy Meets Girl.

I am very excited by the opportunity to collaborate with other songwriters out there and would love to be able to write lyrics for you according to your own desires for your songs and your own brief. Please get in touch.

Martin

CV/History

Film and Television Credits

Shindig: Comedy/drama film produced by Auspicious Films. Music a mixture of dance, chillout and ambient music and 1940s jazz.
New Voices: Six-Part documentary series for Anglia Television, produced by Stampede Productions. Music similar to Massive Attack in style.
Getting High: Short film directed by David Chambers. Music a mixture of melancholic guitar and piano with the title music similar to New Order in style.
Shadows Fall: Hitchcockian thriller film directed by Alan Mathias. Music a mixture of sparse, tense and dramatic orchestration.
Jaywick Floods: Short film produced by Signals Media Arts. Music gentle piano and strings.
Tragedy In The Sands: Short film produced by Signals Media Arts. Music dance and ambient textures.
The Beast: Short film produced by Signals Media Arts. Music industrial electronica.
Cars: Short film produced by Signals Media Arts. Music new wave rock and dance.
Rec Create: Community children’s animation project. Music sound design using beach samples.
Steps: Nokia short film directed by Simon Reed. Music 1970s disco.
Robe Rage: Comedy film by Films of Misfortune and Thousand River Films. Music comic orchestration.
Hidden Harm: Drama directed by Sonia Castang addressing the issues surrounding teenage self harm. Music melancholic ambient instrumentation.
Don’t Look Back…Carry On: Spoof spy comedy directed by Ron Suffield. Music Indian dance and comic orchestration.
Return Of The Forgotten: Historical ghost story directed by John Worland. Music ethereal instrumentation and sound effects.
Deadline: Dark drama directed by Kerusha Pillay. Music melancholy and heavy guitar.
Leave Me Alone: Children’s animation directed by Eduardo Carrillo looking at bullying and based on real life experiences. Music children’s rap and sound design.
NDC Engineering: Corporate dvd directed by Alan Mathias. Music uptempo dance and cinematic percussion.
Cry Baby: Drama directed by Ash Newman looking at how a boy’s childhood dreams are dashed as he grows into adulthood. Music nursery rhymes and carols.
Once There Was A Girl: Feature film directed by Dominic Osborne, starring Lucy Briers, Alan Cox, Simon Cox, Ben Nealon and Alexander McConnell. Music: Electronica and ambient instrumentation.
The Farmer's Boy: Feature film trailer produced by Auspicious Films: Music: gentle orchestration.
The Perfect Dish: Short film directed by Norman Cho. Music: dark, atmospherica electronica.
The STDers: Feature film produced by Yokon Films and directed by Simon King. Comedy about a group of people who take part in telephone dialling code competitions. Music: latino, general orchestration.

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