T.V. EP Blueprint by Alan Ewing

T.V. EP Blueprint 

by Alan Ewing

Television

 a song lyric by Alan Ewing

Always with me from an early age

Guess you'll go with me

Down to my grave

 Many tears that you brought from me

Memories came alive

On my old Tv

Chorus

Television gave it all to me

Just a licence fee

Then it is totally free

Oh television

Taught me how to rock n' roll

From an early age

Gave complete soul

All those adverts for bottles of pop

Certainly got me going

And made me rock

Repeat Chorus

Middle Eight

Take your bow

Such a wow

In experience

At times mysterious

Sure caught my eye

Love how you try

 Teach me everything

Take us to the brink

Repeat Chorus

Got To Find The Way

a lyric by Alan Ewing

Got to find some way

To get close to you

Got to find some way

To get to know you

Got to find some way

To live near you

Got to find some way

To show love is true

Got to find some way

To love and adore you

Got to find some way

To take that door through

Got to find some way

To turn around the tide

Got to find some way

No more run and hide

Got to find some way

To bring us together

Got to find some way

This is forever

Move

a song lyric by Alan Ewing

  

Got to get myself out of the way

I can’t take this for another day

Feel trapped inside with no way out

No one hears as I give a shout

 

How much longer with the locks in here?

Give or take perhaps many a year

A state of frustration at permanent lockdown

Lost and alone in this abandoned town

 

Chorus

Move – It’s myself in the way

Choose – To act and put it right today

Change – To let the Light shine in

Resolve – To allow it all to begin

 

Middle Eight

Release me, release me from this desolate pit

Let’s leave now across the golden bridge

Longing for the Grace that frees all

As with all of humanity after the terrible Fall

 

Repeat Chorus

 

So on it goes with my barrier being the door

Fighting like crazy to smash down the walls

Waiting in prison for the chains to fall off

Hear the Trumpet sound from the loft

Now the time to fight has now arrived

A case of all in to continually survive

Take the bull by the horns and more

The challenge is clearly laid before

Aberration

Chorus

Aberration within my mind

All of this a strange kind

Infatuation like sands of time

Working out what is and isn't mine

Striving for goals in life that's true

Aiming each day to get on through

Knowing that time passes on by

Always the question as to how and why

Repeat Chorus

Making gold out of everyday's toil

Never allowing the formula to spoil

The work of the brain is never done

For it is ever serious never much fun

Repeat Chorus

middle eight

Is this the answer to your dreams

Wher you go for answers

To all that life means

Cede all the past when playing a part

Meet your maker when truly in heart

And so the toil goes on within this life

Harshly it seems when you meet strife

Stoic is the way paved ahead

Take the path where you are led

 MULBERRY CLOSE

a lyric by Alan Ewing

I’d love to live on Mulberry Close

With its parks and drives

To live there would be the most

Because it is heavenly inclined

Life ticks by on Mulberry Close

As it finds its way

Lovely views out to the coast

It’s your canvas for the day

Mulberry Close contains the seeds

Of all that is and was

Never again will you ever need

No reason for it’s just because

Mulberry Close can give eternal life

There are no stocks or cash

So now you know you live but twice

On Mulberry Close forever it lasts

So Mulberry Close is the place to be

It’s where you make a new start

Of Mulberry Close for you to see

You’ll find it in your heart

Aberration

Chorus

Aberration within my mind

All of this a strange kind

Infatuation like sands of time

Working out what is and isn't mine

Striving for goals in life that's true

Aiming each day to get on through

Knowing that time passes on by

Always the question as to how and why

Repeat Chorus

Making gold out of everyday's toil

Never allowing the formula to spoil

The work of the brain is never done

For it is ever serious never much fun

Repeat Chorus

middle eight

Is this the answer to your dreams

Wher you go for answers

To all that life means

Cede all the past when playing a part

Meet your maker when truly in heart

And so the toil goes on within this life

Harshly it seems when you meet strife

Stoic is the way paved ahead

Take the path where you are led