Cross-section of lyrics for Landican Village, by Alan Ewing

 Cross-section of lyrics for Landican Village, 

by Alan Ewing

 

 Angels Wait

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

I never really knew your ways

As you hid within a maze

Looking for transcendent glow

For the answer I would know

Keeping in my heart special days

Figure out what angel says

Twist and turn, all back to front

Keeping on as I must

Is the space so empty now?

With no heir to the throne?

Just shadows from the past

Am I so all alone?

For what is life without the soul

The one who makes you whole

The garden gate opens wide

And there she is, my bride-child

It's So Political (Sexual Tension) 

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

 

 

 

It's so political

So analytical

When you move right
My left is my word

Put it to a vote
Float my boat
For you in my life
To mean trouble & strife

Here's the new manifesto
So quick hey presto!
It’s no longer self-rule
A showdown duel

It’s so political
The way you talk
So propositional
Hand-in-hand we walk

 

 

Sad Day

a lyric by Alan Ewing

Sad, sad sad day
When you went away
Wish there was another way
So you could have stayed

It seemed we'd always be together
The years and years like forever
Taking the times in our stride
Now those years have gone to hide

Sad, sad day ...

And in the end you'll pay the price
For losing love, not once, but twice
The arrow of love drives into you
And there ain't nothing you can do

Sad, sad day ...

 Kirsty Jo

lyrics by Alan Ewing

 

 

 

You've been down, around the town

Never smiling, with a frown 

Such bad days and all their ways

Come the hour, there's girl power

Pretty ribbons in your hair

Make me dance without a care

I don't need to confer

[Chorus]

Hey Kirsty Jo, you've got a long way to go

Hey Kirsty Jo, play some records that you'll know

So lift your heart - a new start

Give your best - and pass the test

It's alright - give all your might

It's your need - to succeed

 

[Repeat Chorus] 

  TRIP

a song lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

 

All of the people that you use

Emotionally abuse

You etch out lies as the truth

As you blow another fuse

 

Chorus

I don't wannabe part of your trip

I can't fit in to be hip

I don't wannabe, don't wannbe.

Part of your trip

 

How you like to play your game

Psychologically frame

Looking at the mirror on wall

We all wait to see your fall

 

Repeat Chorus

 

Middle Eight

I was never going to be part of your crowd

The years have proved it, oh so loud

I guess that my mentor is myself

Why would I listen to anyone else?

 

Repeat Chorus

SOMEBODY

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

Chorus

And if somebody

Brought love back to you

And that somebody

Always would be true

And can somebody

Really come through

Not like somebody

Who leaves you cold and blue

Verse 1

There was a time I lived in need

When it seemed to me

I needed a hand

From someone who believed

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2

Then came a place

When it seemed to me

That I had a gift

To go out there and set others free

Repeat Chorus

 THE DEVIL YOU DON'T

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never knew that in you

The devil may care

So that's the way you go 

Jealousy stares

Always tried to reach you

In God's Way

You just could not be true

In your ways

Attack on my spirituality

From the bottomless pit

Vile is your functionality

I find that rather sick

 

What is friendship if not true

A grand charade

So take your exit, you fool

With a pathetic parade

 

For love, it conquers all 

This you will find

For those who take the other side

Will lose God within mankind

Listen, if those ears can hear

May the sound resound

See with eyes that can truly see

Divine Presence within a cloud

 Carry On
a lyric by Alan Ewing

I pitch this looking for a new start
Because hereafter we must part
When you gave yourself to him
Threw away what could have been

And so you have had your little fling

Leaving me to exist as a forlorn being

People give out lots of general advice

Fool me once then I’ll know when twice

Carry On: as you like
Carry On: out of sight

You are not the person that I thought to be
Seeking to inflict pain and hurt on me
Treating me as a fool rather than a friend
It got so bad that I brought it to an end

Yours always if you had seen and believed
Too busy with gratification for you to see
And so we part no longer even friends
A sad tale has been brought to an end


Carry on: in your way
Carry on: on another day

 

 

EARTH

by Alan Ewing

 

 

 

 

 

Is this the garden of Eden

In its fallen form? 

So many troubles grown

So much is torn

 

The fall of Angels bespoken

Such an awful crime 

To go against Almighty God

Such an awful time

 

Do we live this out now?

In our daily life

Cry out for the answers

In our daily strife

 

Are Angels inside of us?

As we fight the fight

Giving all that we have

With our daily might

 

Shall we walk to eternity?

Within our daily stroll

Wake up and then see

What exactly is the toll?

  

  Conspiracy Theorist
a lyric by Alan Ewing

I’m a conspiracy theorist
If you get my gist
Spend my days spreading memes
If you get my drift

Don’t believe the news
Just believe in me
I’ll fill your mind
With some conspiracy

Get all my facts straight
Within my own world

Gonna give you the whole truth
The best you’ve heard

I have worked it all out
What they’re gonna do
I’ll tell you right now
Then it’s up to you

Entity

a lyric by Alan Ewing

Deep within your heart

Comes the call of your Creator

Far within your soul

The essence of your Maker

Lonely in a troubled night

It is God who hears your call

Troubled at the approaching dawn

Such Entity shines a Light

The Kingdom is never far away

For it lives in you here and now

Heaven reveals its gateway

As in the seeds you plough

The search for an answer

Is here for you to see

All is revealed in time

When you just exist and be

 

THE STONE REJECTED

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

(with reference to Mark 12 1-11; Psalm 118:22)

Sorrows never will be drowned

No one will push you to the ground

Love will rise again I promise you that

We’ll never bow upon their mat

Time is the factor that heals the wounds

Evil has no victory it is doomed

So don’t give in to it’s ways

For The Good Lord shall have His Day

The stone rejected

Has now become a rock

Truly strong and majestic

They shall no longer mock

Sit and wait for the Omega factor

While working out the meaning of Alpha

Start the fight with spiritual prowl

For you know the time is now

Put your trust in God above

If they push then give a shove

Like Job persist all the way

Never allow your faith to sway

The stone rejected

Has now become a rock

Truly strong and majestic

They shall no longer mock

Take on your arm a shield

And to their toll you must not yield

Hold in your hand a sword

And in your soul obey Natural Law

It’s over it’s falling and that’s The Truth

No longer will they pervert the youth

In days of old The Prophets did see

That God’s People would be free

 

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

a lyric by Alan Ewing

Here you come in imitation of Jesus’ walk

Like a prophet from Hell with your lying talk

Your political lies reveal your true intentions

Sickly hypocrisy with the poor not mentioned

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

Consider all of the rot

Life of your own choosing

Within the devil’s lot

Vile nature pours out from your turgid soul

The triumph of evil lauded as your goal

Venomous hatred from your every pore

Gates of Hell open as you walk through the door

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

Consider all of the rot

Life of your own choosing

Within the devil’s lot

Your satanic presence leaves stench and rot

Spite, jealousy, maliciousness being your lot

Foul demonic rage is the fruit of your tree

The roots of evil are so evident to see

Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing

Consider all of the rot

Life of your own choosing

Within the devil’s lot

 

 

Mid -State

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

Well, there she was

A knocking on my door

I couldn’t believe my eyes

As my ears hit the floor

She came from Mid-State

Lived on the west coast

She wore her hair straight

Champagne was her toast

Then she stepped into the room

Her presence would shake your boots

Rock n’ Roll all night long

Because music was in her roots

Well, you listen to her all night long

And your senses are all over the place

You really are stuck on her

‘Cause she moves with such grace

 

  

BROKEN GEM

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

 

I’ve been thinking it over

But I’ve not yet come to terms

My feelings are like a Supernova

I feel them turn and turn

You took a ride at my expense

And dropped the ticket in my lap

Then you say in your defence

That you read me like a map

Did you have to take it and break it

The gem that we had found

Now you’ll have to fake it and make it

The false love that will abound

Is it me who takes the blame

For what you can’t achieve

It could now never be the same

Because I am not so naive

So who is going to play the fool

Who’s going to provide the laughter

Who will smile and keep their cool

From this moment hereafter

Did you have to take it and break it

The gem that we had found

Now you’ll have to fake it and make it

The false love that will abound

I’ll take on new horizons

And make some new plans

It’s a new horse that I’m ridin'

A new beach with its sands

So keep looking over your shoulder

For what might be in reserve

You just got colder and colder

You really have a nerve

Did you have to take it and break it

The gem that we had found

Now you’ll have to fake it and make it

The false love that will abound

 

 

CHASING THE DRAGON AWAY
(a lyric for a lost friend in life}

 by Alan Ewing

 

 

 

You never really wanted the help that I gave
Blank reversion to the pattern of your ways
I offered love and friendship as a basic cure
All that you wanted were the familiar days

You said you felt that you had lost yourself

Out of mind and body with highs

I tried to reach out and bring you back to yourself

Because when the hit goes then your heart dies

I tried all I could to bring you back to your soul
But the never ending addiction proved stronger
The years of slavery enhanced the dragon's goal
It came to a point where I could help no longer

And so I hope that all turns out well for you
That seeds of impression planted find a way
For sometimes we pass through, that's true
To hold a light that emerges on another day

I could have taken you on the stage to sing
I could have given you all and everything
I could have made your voice oh so loud
If only you had not gone back to the crowd

Guiding Light

a lyric by Alan Ewing

 

Looking for inspiration – day after day

In this world – clear thinking today

Seeking the spirit within - in mountain streams

Turning nightmares around into wonderful dreams

No icons for sure – you see what you get

That is The Way – that things are set

Feel Spirit’s influence – each and every day

We listen for Your Words – and all that they say

Born for all ages – in your rightful place

Saving us all – with such loving Grace

Life lived with Love – You taught The Way

Caring for others – listen to what they say

Guiding Light – there for all to see

 

 

 

 

Winter Writing by Alan Ewing (2025-26)

 Winter Writing

by Alan Ewing

Tribute (to my little punkette Sarah Sara)

)

She's my little punkette

Lest I forget

Totally my mate

Ain't it great

To have someone

Like that around

She's my little friend

Until the very end

Love her to bits

Such teenage kicks

In her little ways

She's my best friend

Always with trend

I couldn't wish for

For anything more

Her knockin' down

My high wall

Brings me down to Earth

Shows my true worth

She is so kind

I could hardly find

A better friend

Yes, it's all online my dear

Nothin' crazy

Have no fear

She is friendship

Itself

Guess I'm livin' the dream

Twelfth Night

Here we go again with Twelfth Night

Now, tell me is it the fifth or sixth?

Well, I'm not seeking argument on this

Certainly not the fifth and sixth in conflict

The night rolls on with daybreak next day

And so the sixth plays a part in Twelfth

It really does not matter very much to me

For on sixth daybreak, we have Epiphany

Well, take your decorations down anyway

Or leave them up to burn on Shrove Tuesday

This is what tradition says about Twelfth Night

Escape being Candlemas 2nd February light

So hope that it's been merry over twelve days

Now go out and see one of Shakespeare's plays

Which one you may ask to pass the test?

Answer is Twelfth Night which is suited best

Time Crackles

Time Crackles

Time crackles as the seasons go on

Have the good times been and gone?

No more Mabel giving her best dance

As Carly worked herself into a trance

The days when I would stand at the bar

Pouring myself an ale, just one more jar

Last one standing being the total fool

Then hangovers and his workshop tool

The seasons pass for those who notice

Back to school at the rainy bus-stop

In the pouring rain middle of January

School life is about being on the hop

And so time crackles as the seasons wander

You can't keep up as you freeze and sweat

To the seasons you always have to pander

Whether you are boiling or you are soaked wet

Woman Obsession

Obsession on a woman

 is not good.

 Though it is.

 Ride your bike

through the night

 and try not to

 ring your bell.

 For she can never tell

 if you are in love with her

 God's Games we play,

 in romance anyway,

 a simple chance to be.  

SOCKS GAG: Billy was chuffed with himself: 'Look I spent all of my Christmas Presents money on socks.  Edna had really had enough: 'Put a sock in it will you!'

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Late November Writing, by Alan Ewing (2025)

 

Late November Writing 

by Alan Ewing

Sally Holly (2 paragraph story)

 

Sally Holly was in a horrible mood. "I am so ill and the world hates me; I can't trust anybody." Flocks of boys arrived to save her. Then she turned and said "So long, suckers!" Last we heard was that Sally Holly was living in a two-bit motel outside of LA and had not a friend or boy to chase after her in the world. SH had made the fatal mistake of loving herself. She never knew love because she could not see outside of herself. 

Sally Holly decided to take the veil in order to escape her life. She eventually became Head of A Convent in Switzerland. She would frown upon the young novices, always wanting to stop their progress in case they became a power issue. She had taken the name of Sister Narci little realising the connotations. She still continues to love herself. Her God is in her Goddess self-image. Here at Vatican Headquarters we tend to her in her isolated cell of analysis. A truly fascinating human being.

Jottings

Took A Bunk (punky-wunky)

I took a bunk on life
Sick of it all
Tired of the strife
I decided to have a ball

I shot down annoyances
No more crap
Fed up with cloying
I really hit the mat

I got so damn annoyed
With frustration
I really got on a trip
Such anger I was making

The bunk stank as it would
I was really pissed
Decided to just chuck it all
Nothing would be missed

And so my bunk on life
Is today
Really just had to get rid
Of all in my way

True Love

 

True Love never runs smoothly ...
A Midsummer Night's Dream
and yet here we are in November, 
with leaves off the trees 
and all looking barren. 
And yet romantic love abounds within this. 
To be or not to be says Hamlet, may have
connotations that go beyond politics. 
For did Orphelia not suffer due to 
the protagonist's inaction?

The Abyss Nightclub

More Tales from 'The Abyss' the nightclub to end all nightmares with the biggest one. 'Don't arf fancy 'im'', sprung up Cheryl. Liz answered 'If you like seconds then you're okay, 'erd 'ee was sniffin' around Lesley last night'. Cheryl didn't care. And then somebody remarked: 'Is this the kind of tosh writing that we have to put up with on Facebook these days? I'll write to my MP about it.' The MP was at the bar getting smashed. It was that kind of nightmare. With no ending.

 

With God

 

With God, we are in it
Life, I mean
We feel such love
That's God in-between 

We struggle for meaning
In our daily lives
Something beyond us
As in heart we try

A Lord who lives with us
In every experience
One who offers hope
If you would believe it

Even unto death itself
Walking by your side
Lord experienced it
Came back on this side

And so new bodies next
Your Lord has come through
Did you really doubt?
Oh silly old you!

 

 

Just Like Alice

Tweedle Dum said no
Tweedle Dee said yes
I was in a muddle
Just Like Alice

The cat was smiling
In its way
I was in a muddle
Just like Alice

The Red Queen was in a huff
The White Queen even more so
I was in a muddle
Just like Alice

The Rabbit in a hurry
Maybe off for a curry
I was in a muddle
Just like Alice

I grew so much taller
Then shrank again
I was in a muddle
Just like Alice

Another Car

 

If I ever get another car
You won't see me again
I'll take off into the distance
Life will never be the same

I'll drive through the mountains
Just like I used to in days gone by
I'll hit the pedal like no tomorrow
Not seen by even one little eye

And I'll laugh and shout 'whoo!'
As I drive through valleys and lakes
I will go so fast in the wind storm
I won't even use the brakes

I'll call the car 'sugar babe'
as she whizzes
She'll be my honey bee
She'll almost be my Missus

For if I ever get another car
That will make me happy
I'll drive in and out the wilds
Not on a motorway

 

Blogs 

MASKS: So many to choose from. In acting and psychology then you try them on. You form an identity which may not be you though you love to try it on. We do this each time we walk out of the door. What was personal becomes public and the mask is required. The job mask, the shopping mask, the walking down the street mask, the going out to the pub mask, the church mask, the posing in the mirror mask ...the mask from yourself ...nothing quite like a good theatre night .  

PREDESTINATION: John Calvin, theologian (1509-1564) held that that we are all simply living out all that is meant to be. Well, excuse me for staring at the wall with a blank expression, what if I deliberately go astray? Simple, says the Calvinist, that was in the script. So you see it can't be disproven. All swings and roundabouts and getting back on the bus! Doesn't that question free will? Calvanist replies 'not if it's written in the script'. – Do'h!

PREDESTINATION (2): John Calvin (theologian 1509-1564) got it wrong. God would never grant us free will to believe or not, and then in deception write a script in advance. That would go against God's Nature, and against Natural Law (Aristotle, Aquinas). The hypothesis is flawed. Now you know what I sit up all night thinking about 😌 That, and sitting by the window looking for Uranus, who is moving close. Must get a better telescope (in the loft with roof window, hooked up to computer). Love astronomy.

PREDESTINATION (3) I hope that I debunked the Calvinist theory (see earlier posts). I mean, it just isn't God to play deception with games/scripts. We do have free will to believe or not believe. That is core to how God's Love works. She/He is not a dictator ... He/She wants your love in genuine form. I do hope that we can just forget about being forced into God's Love for it is beauty itself and freely given and totally up to us to receive it or not ±

Gags

 

ASTRONOMY GAG: I spend my nights eating Milky Ways, Mars Bars and Galaxy Bars. Who needs a telescope!

COMPUTER GAG: Computers are like cars. They depreciate. When it comes to replace them you are always looking for the next MOT.

 

 

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