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Carry My Thoughts

by Thursday's Child

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(Dogs of) War 03:11
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(Dogs of) War Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2011) Each verse consist of three overlapping sets of words! [We left the shores of Blighty boys; To fight against the foe In raging storms, sick with disease; Jones's locker down below] Henry built the Royal Navy, first gunship Mary Rose These wooden walls of England helped vanquish all our foes We fought the French, we fought with Spain, and then we fought some more More oft than not we would winners be, the English dogs of war Henry built the Mary Rose To vanquish all our foes We fought the French, we fought some more The English dogs of war [] The Armada came, we saw them off, with fireships and with guns With weather's help, were many wrecked, and once again we'd won Our nimble ships, built for speed, close to the wind could sail Sturdy guns fired at close range ensured we would prevail The Armada came with lots of guns With weather's help again we'd won Our nimble ships, close to could sail With sturdy guns we would prevail [] Two hundred ships sailed to Quebec, to put them under siege The lobsters got their rifles out, and Canada we freed Upon the Plains of Abraham we saw them eye to eye. Our ranks held firm a volley fired and many Frenchies died Two hundred ships Quebec did siege The lobsters rifles them did free At Abraham we saw their eyes Our ranks fired, and many died [] By the time Trafalgar came we knew we'd win the scrap Nelson died a hero there, but the Frenchies won't be back They had more ships, they had more guns, but they didn't have our men We cut their line in half me lads, then routed them a-gen Trafalgar came we'd win the scrap Nelson died but they'll not be back They had more ships but not our men We cut their line and routed them [] If you want peace, prepare for war, so it's oft been said Then when it comes, the Dogs of War, unleash and give their head The Chatham Chest awaits us now, now our time is done We'll rest in peace, in Ing-er-land, now the war is won Wish for peace, it's oft been said The Dogs of War must have their head To Chatham Chest now time is done Rest in peace, now war is won [] x2
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Baltic 03:52
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Baltic Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam 2012 Standing on the starboard side Pondering Watching ships from far and wide Reflecting Crest the waves, then sink in trough Watch the water cascade off Considering, considering Across the sea their wakes leave trails Remembering Gainst the winds their routes prevail Revisiting Propellers pounding corkscrew spume Bubbles as the ocean's plume Imagining, imagining Some are wood and some are steel Some are ghosts and some are real Some there's noone at the wheel Intending In their endeavours they're engrossed Concentrating Stopping all along the coasts Speculating Engines now, but still they sail Scorching heat or freezing gale Reasoning, reasoning Where've they been, where do they go Wondering What are their names, we'll never know Regretting Sailing for their countries far Guided by the northern star Analysing, analysing
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Leaves 04:38
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Leaves Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2012) The paths through the forest where we used to roam Are covered all over with leaves The track to the cottage that we called our home Now blocked by the mouldering trees Outside in the garden the flowers have gone Replaced by malignant weeds It's clearly a place I no longer belong Steeped in the old memories The windows are broken, the thatch is all torn The walls are crumbling lime Even the bed where our children were born Is covered in tangled green vines The old wooden gate is held by one hinge Its presence no longer confines All round the fence there's a lunatic fringe Of gaudy red warning signs {Instrumental} In summer the parcel from London arrived Containing inside of it fleas They carried the plague that few would survive A deadly infectious disease It carried you off in a matter of days Together with children all three And now the graves in which you all lay Are covered all over with leaves Covered all over with Covered all over with Covered all over with leaves And now the graves in which you all lay Are covered all over with leaves Still I hear their souls as they wail The cry of the ghostly banshees Carried along on the back of the gale A sound to make my heart grieve A sound that I no longer can bear My heart will now find its ease For soon I will be joining you there Covered all over with leaves
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Murder 04:23
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Murder Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2013) One hand held the whisky, the other held a gun. Pointing straight towards me, daring me to run His blood flecked eyes were staring At the clothes that she'd been wearing But she was well past caring What anyone had done [Blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor Blood on the curtains, and blood right up the door Splattered on the table, smeared across the chair Never seen so much blood as was there] His clothing was dishevelled, his hair was lank and greased. Appearance dark and swarthy, face with lines was creased Chin was stubble half grown A voice with croaky tone Asked if I had known The girl that was deceased [] {Instrumental} [] Now I am regretting as I sit here in this cell The Detective did his job, and he did it oh so well Might hold him in contempt He may have been unkempt But at his first attempt He'd sounded my death knell []
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Waves 04:30
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Waves Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2013) [Waves crashing in from the sea. Flecks of white in the breeze They wipe from the sand The footsteps of man Waves crashing in from the sea] Kiddies (are) rolling in the surf Abundance of joy and of mirth Crabs scuttle round Don't want to be found (By the) Kiddies rolling in the surf [] Umbrellas flutter in the wind Sun beats down on burning skin Beach sellers abound With goods they come around Umbrellas flutter in the wind [] Lifeguard reclining in the sun Waiting for his work to be done If trapped by the tide He'll be by your side Lifeguard reclining in the sun [] Sitting in the shade in the shack Watching the tide coming back The bottles of beer Giving good cheer Sitting in the shade in the shack Waves crashing in from the sea Flecks of white in the breeze They wipe from the sand The footsteps of man Waves crashing in from the sea Waves crashing in from the sea Waves crashing in from the sea
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Joyce 03:37
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Joyce Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2013) Vivacious, intelligent, seemed to fly high Constantly searching for just the right guy Meanwhile the world and his wife walked on by As she sat there........alone, in her room Two different people, to world and herself Outwardly happy, with trappings of wealth It seemed that she feared being left on the shelf As she sat there........alone, in her room [Alone in her room Alone in her room How sadly she sits there Alone in her room] She never took drugs, and she never drank much Never requiring assistance as such (But) Slowly her friends all fell out of touch As she sat there........alone, in her room How often she moved on – at least once a year What was it drove her, what was it she feared? Even her close friends were not really near As she sat there........alone, in her room [] Just what had happened there, noone can say All that we know is that one lonely day Into her (own) shadows she faded away As she sat there........alone, in her room Nobody knew that Joyce Vincent had gone 38 years, a lifetime not long Three years to find, with the TV still on As she lay there........DEAD, in her room-m-m-m-m-m
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Spinning Top 04:06
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Spinning Top Chris Pyam & Ken Punshon (2010) As I lay here in the dirt, cuddling a bottle o' booze I think about the times I've failed, how easy it is to lose Everything I try, Seems to go awry, Maybe that is why [My head is spinning around My soul's in tangles wound Can't quite think right, Fireworks ignite, Logic's in flight Cos my head is spinning, spinning, Head is spinning around] From the East the brightness comes, a flash of golden sun Mercy's angel rescues me, my recovery has begun Sanity regain, The alcohol distain, Become a man again [My thoughts are spinning around My soul's in tangles wound Can't quite think right, Fireworks ignite, Logic's in flight Cos my thoughts are spinning, spinning, Thoughts are spinning around] Over time as we grow close, I start to hope once more Believing in the happy things the future has in store Don't ever mis-construe, The love I have for you, Although it may be overdue [My dreams are spinning around My soul's in tangles wound Can't quite think right, Fireworks ignite, Logic's in flight Cos my dreams are spinning, spinning, My dreams are spinning around] On this dark and freezing night, you've gone out for a drive I've had a premonition that you will not survive The scene it does forbode, The stream has overflowed, With ice across the road [The wheel's left spinning around My soul's in tangles wound Can't quite think right, Fireworks ignite, Logic's in flight Cos the wheel is spinning, spinning, The wheel is spinning around] Now you've gone my balance is lost, I teeter on the brink Of sliding down the slippery slope, back into the drink If my re-solve fails, Go back off the rails, Deciding heads or tails [The coin is spinning around My soul's in tangles wound Can't quite think right, Fireworks ignite, Logic's in flight Cos the coin is spinning, spinning, Coin is spinning around Coin is spinning around Coin is spinning around
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Battle Cry 03:25
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Battle Cry Chris Pyam & Ken Punshon (2009) As the mist floats away what do we see Blood stained tattered pennants, proclaiming victory Surrounded by dead bodies, bleeding friend and foe What has this battle won them? Alas they'll never know As the smoke drifts away from the gun fire A host of butchered soldiers lay shredded on the wire Not only bombs and bullets, but lice and dysentery It ended in an armistice; they called it victory As the fire burns away, frying Nagasaki The second inferno is perverting victory Incinerated bodies, flesh stripped from their bones This horrific destruction, the worst we've ever known As the gunmen melt away into the crowd The innocents destroyed that day are crying out loud Governments cannot stop them, beyond ability To suppress the terrorists seeking victory As the people turn away from bloody war One thing that we always pray: happening never more The search for peace is always hard, it begins with you and me Only then will we find the real victory Only then will we find the real victory
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Carry My Thoughts 03:52
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Carry My Thoughts Chris Pyam & Ken Punshon (2010) [Carry my thoughts with you, where'er you go Carry all my thoughts with you, so you'll always know] As I'm driving away, I look back through the tears Remembering all we've said and done, the experience of years The tears are not of sadness, but rather of regret For those things we didn't do, the things you might forget [] Through all my childhood years, I've lived my life your way And even though I'm going now, you'll still have your say Though I've left to live my life, I leave my heart with you Don't forget I love you more than you ever knew [] Let us walk across the fields, stroll amongst the flowers Make the most that we can of lengthy sunlight hours Holding hands, rejoicing, trying to decide How to live together, staying side by side [] Now it's we that have the child; we love them just the same But just like our parents, it's all happening again As that child goes off to live life in its own way I can't help thinking back to that fateful day. [] []
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Walking 03:30
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Walking Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam 2011 Walking down the road I spied a girl with flaxen hair Long white dress and shoulders bare Asked her then if she would care To stroll along the road We turned into a lane Facing me she coyly smiled Moistened her lips, my heart beguiled Then heated blood and passion wild In that shady lane That day I soon did rue As she grew large around the waist Regrets appeared for that love in haste For retribution I was braced The consequence I'd rue Walking down the aisle Marrying her for the babe that's due And 'cos the squire, her father, knew Not a lot that I could do But walk on down the aisle Caught in a cul de sac That lass so fair is fading fast My love for her is in the past Looking to escape at last From that cul de sac So I-took-a crooked path Faked my death, that I did drown Fled the country via the town Knowing that I'd not come down Back along that path Now on a boulevard Supping glass of cold Chablis Living life in gay Paris Rejoicing with my spirit free On that boulevard Now walk the avenues Spying girls with golden hair Long white dresses and shoulders bare Wondering how man-y would care To stroll the avenues To stroll the avenues
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Lady In The Night 03:20
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Lady in the Night Ken Punshon, Christine Pyam, Heather Dunn (2014) Lady of the morn, bright and fresh and ready Lady of the morn, travelling (on) the road Lady of the morn, the music makes her heady Lady of the morn, the harmonies explode Lady out to lunch, trying to find her breakfas(t) Lady out to lunch, relishing her food Lady out to lunch, supping at her wine glass Lady out to lunch, is getting in the mood [Lady in the night, standing on the corner Lady in the night, waiting all alone Lady in the night, why did no one warn her Lady in the night, trying to find a home] Lady at the church, listening to the music Lady at the church, is sitting in a pew Lady at the church, her world has gone acoustic Lady at the church, what is she going to do Lady round the pub, sitting on her jacksie Lady round the pub, singing all the songs Lady round the pub, waiting for a taxi Lady round the pub, whatever could go wrong [] []
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Cabinet of Curiosities 04:32
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Cabinet of Curiosities Words & Harmonies by Thursday's Child (2014) [Music by The Hut People] Health service is sickly, education beaten back That lot at works and pensions, have got us on the rack Getting in a pickle over storms and floods The harbingers of finance (are) sucking at our blood [Vote for me, vote for me, vote for me now I'll change your life but I won't tell you how Do as we say, a-and not as we do We are in charge, a-and you lot eschew] Cutting regulation, but clogging up the courts Preventing us from seeing, those things that we ought Stopping common protest, gagging public voice Ensuring that the ballot's now seen as Hobson's choice [] Scotland wants independence so too does England now To Westminster's hoi polloi we no longer will kowtow Straight-forward, real, democracy, with crook-ed MPs caught Regaining all the freedoms for which our fathers fought [] A collusion coalition, full of liberal re-deals So just stop all your moaning, put your shoulder to the wheel Don't labour under the-impression 'bout the shadows on the wall Feigning opposition they're no use at all We're fed up, we're fed up, we're fed up with it all We're fed up, we're fed up, we're fed up with it all We're fed up, we're fed up, we're fed up with it all
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A Storm Is Brewing 03:33
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A Storm Is Brewing Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2013) A storm is brewing along the road The charge is building, high tension showed The state of flux, the air corrodes We're destined for a storm Peals of thunder, rumble round Now we're trembling, uncertain ground Like a whirlwind, words fly round In the heart of the storm With the downpour, comes suspense Stiffling pressure, nerves are tense Cold as ice, the air is dense We're succumbing to the storm Raindrops in the eye, in the false calm Light winds clear the skies, shelt'ring us from harm Surrounded on all sides, by towering stormy walls Tension now subsides, as the pressure falls Time to re-assess In the eye, of the storm Come the eyewall, we're plunged again Into the vortex, of lashing rain Causing weals, inflicting pain At the mercy of the storm Now it's feeling, cold as snow Static charges, tempers goad In a flash, it all explodes There's fallout, from the storm Then the pressure, seeps away We fight to live, another day Shelt'ring under the cliche We've survived, another storm We've survived, another storm We've survived, another storm
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Out On The Wind 02:50
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Out On The Wind Heather Dunn (2014) I walked alone, No place in life for me I failed at every stage, Darkness all around I need to atone, Let my spirit free Open the door of my cage, And fly above the ground [I hear you out on the wind And you're calling Calling to me on the wind] You came into my world, And your warmth it was mine My wings unfurled, You let my lightness shine They said it wouldn't last, It was just a fleeting thing You cleansed away my past, And now my voice can sing [] But now your life is over, You left me on the shore The gulls above me hover, And I'm alone against once more I sit and watch the tide, And listen to the wind I wonder why you died, Alone again I cried [] The wind called my name, Giving me your love You will always be with me, I'll walk alone no more I'll walk alone no more []
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Parting 03:51
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Parting Ken Punshon & Chris Pyam (2010) [Fly away Just fly away Fly away (and) Set me free] Summer flings; Pain it brings Barbs and stings; Spreading wings Memories; What used to be Still for me; Stability Jealousy; The agony Fidelity; A parody [] Have to flee; Separately But for me; Insanity Abandoned me; Now I'm free Can't forsee; What will be Reluctantly; No remedy Defiantly; Hear my plea [] [] You've set me free
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Galilee Revisited 04:56
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Galilee Chris Pyam (C) (2010) [Oh Lord, set me free to walk by the shores of Galilee And this life is killing me When will I be free] x2 Work your fingers to the bone Seems so long since you were home But the cotton must be in the shed And you won't get the work done lying in your bed [] Stack those bales of cotton high Ain't no use in asking why Cos the world will crash down on your head And you won't get the work done lying in your bed [] Bend your back and dig the soil All your life is sweat and toil And you need to rest your weary head But you won't get the work done lying in your bed [] Swing that scythe and cut the wheat Don't think that it's yours to eat Cos the sheaves are to the altar led And you won't get the work done lying in your bed [] Sunday is the Sabbath day Ease your bones as down you lay You can-rest-on the-floor-of the cotton shed But you won't get the work done lying in your bed [] Get down on your knees to pray Preacher tells you what to say And you'll go to heaven when you're dead But you won't get the work done lying in your bed [] x2 [When will I be free] x3

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released October 25, 2016

With thanks to our guests: Miriam Backhouse-Erasmus (‘Mim’), Mike Simmons, Phil Bulleyment, David Austin, The Young’Uns, The Hut People, Chris Nelson, Dave Howard

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Thursday's Child was born on a Monday (August Bank Holiday 2009)!

Chris Pyam and Ken Punshon got together to try out a couple of ideas for songs. That afternoon they created about eight songs; since then over 100 more have emerged, with a few more 'bubbling away'.

Heather Dunn joined us in Nov 13 to contribute additional harmonies during the creation of our third album (Carry My Thoughts). ... more

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