Katie Jones – a song

A song – ‘cos I write a few these days, when I want to annoy the neighbours

Katie Jones

In winter 1989
Katie Jones made up her mind
She left Newcastle, didn’t look back
She packed her life into her car
Picked a random guiding star
To take her off life’s beaten track

CHORUS
She rolled on down and empty road
Blinded by the low sun’s glare
On an endless journey to her home
To a place that was no longer there
Locked within recurring dreams
Wondering ‘bout what might have been
Had she kissed him on that lonely night
When love had driven out of sight

She spent some vintage summer days
Picking grapes near Adelaide
She met a man from Nottingham
But he drank a lot and fooled around
While she worked herself into the ground
She longed to find a better man

CHORUS

BRIDGE
She hit the Nullabor Plain
To the sound of Barnsey’s Last Frontier
She was on her own again
She headed west to Perth
Put her trust in the hand of Fate
And wondered what her trust was worth

She sat on Leighton Beach
Looking out across the sea
And muttered quietly to herself
‘There must be someone there for me.’

CHORUS
(and some kick ass guitar stuff from me)

Just a Shadow

I’ve been writing songs recently, gives me an excuse to fire up the amp and guitar and annoy the neighbours

The Silence

He’s just a shadow, just a shade
Basking in the afterglow
Caught between the light and oblivion
He’s got nowhere left to go

Promises that once were made
Carved in solid gold, they said
Promises that disappeared
Now dust upon the wind, long dead

CHORUS
Abandoned on deserted shores
Left to dream for ever more
But he just hears the silence
Listening for that perfect sound
With ghosts and spirits all around
But all he hears is silence

He’s drowning in the fumes of fame
Clinging to what might have been
Slowly slipping out of sight
Scared that he was never seen

CHORUS

He’s just a shadow, just a shade
Fading in the afterglow
Heading from the light to oblivion
There’s only one place he can go

Take Me To The Desert

TAKE ME TO THE DESERT

On a weekend summer’s day
We’ll go down to the beach
Take a chilly morning swim
And then sit
Watching waves washing sand along the shore
Drink a coffee on a bench
With Hot chips
In this comfortable space we’ll chat
Watch the world walking by

CHORUS
You can take me to the desert
Beneath a boundless blue sky
Where I can smell sweet mornings
Free to let my soul fly
You could take to the mountains
To watch the clouds at sunset
Sleep among the snowdrifts
Well that’s as good as life gets

We’ll take a cruise into the country
Though wide-open fileds of wheat
Find a copse of shay trees
Where we’ll sit
Taking time to make the prefect cup of tea
Just two dots on a map
Doing nothing in the nowhere
Where we’ll chat
Watch the wind blowing waves through the trees

CHORUS

Bridge
But just one look at you
And you had me on the run
Just one minute with you
Outshone the sun
Just one look at you
And I was done
Your clear blue eyes
Outshone the sun

CHORUS

Katie Jones

I thought I’d do something different and put some song lyrics up. This is called Katie Jones…enjoy.

Katie Jones

In winter 1989
Katie Jones made up her mind
She left Newcastle, didn’t look back
She packed her life into her car
Picked a random guiding star
To take her off life’s beaten track
She went off on search of destiny
Convinced herself it was meant to be

CHORUS
She rolled on down and empty road
Blinded by the low sun’s glare
On an endless journey to her home
To a place that was no longer there
Locked within recurring dreams
Wondering ‘bout what might have been
Had kissed him on that lonely night
When love had driven out of sight

She spent some vintage summer days
Picking grapes near Adelaide
She met a man from Nottingham
But he drank a lot and fooled around
While she worked herself into the ground
She longed to find a better man
To lift her life not bring her down
It was time to seek out distant shores

CHORUS

BRIDGE
She hit the Nullabor Plain
To the sound of Barnsey’s Last Frontier
She was on her own again
She headed west to Perth
Put her trust in the hand of Fate
And wondered what her trust was worth
She sat on Leighton Beach
Looking out across the sea
And muttered quietly to herself
‘There must be someone there for me.’

CHORUS

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