by Sandy | Aug 5, 2023 | Lyrics
In all of the acts that my mind has created The one that hurts most is the hider, the faded. The one that won’t tell you the pain that I’m in. The one that is buried so deep in my sin. I’m dying in here my thinking’s all twisted. My names are so many but none of...
by Sandy | Mar 6, 2007 | Poetry
Back at home my mum she worries From home to work then home she scurries Trying to fill each day some way Hoping her boy won’t die today She tells her friends she’s proud of me She hides her insecurity She hears the radio “more lads dead” She drops her cup her heart...
by Sandy | Jan 1, 2006 | Poetry
Here comes the sergeant major If he sees that beer he’ll take it He ain’t a one to mess with As he shouts “you little … Git he called me last time You could tell that he was plastered He said I read your records laddie So I know that you’re a … Mastered skills like...
