Promise Me

A real joy to have Karin-Maria Brunner join me on this song. She has really done an amazing job with my basic track. My grateful thanks and deepest appreciation to you, Karin-Maria. (@user-53145152-479345033) https://soundcloud.com/karin-maria-brunner K-M: Epic pad, Vintage synthesiser strings, harp, violin, viola, cello, crash, bass, processing, mixing and mastering Me: vocals, guitars, drums, keyboards Promise Me (Brian Peters) It's hard to believe Takes courage of man to admit it There's a memory within me The sound of your name recalls it We're living in days Dancing too close to the heat There's pockets of fires Scattered all over the streets *Promise me baby You won't let another come between our love Promise me baby You won't imprison the dove* They tied up the servant They killed the messenger Made a home explosive Marked it ‘return to sender’ There’s a crack in the conscience A finger of light in the skies There’s bug on your telephone Your windows are full of eyes It’s the day of the aliens Night of the UFOs They took all the war brides The baby boomer girls There’s halls of illusion Perverted sex on the screen Young minds in confusion Old men with adolescent dreams The prophet is dishonoured Especially in his own home I’ve been reading Borges Listening to Leonard Cohen There’s sex on the telephone A hundred iniquity dens But the women are sexless There are no real men There’s blood on the doorposts The angel of death is near Speak softly, darling Even the walls have ears There’s a place in the hills It’s like the top of Masada It’s the gateway to paradise Or the scene of a murder Well, the world’s getting smaller It’s like a one horse town But the circle gets faster As it spirals down And the more things are changing The more they are the same And I sound like my daddy I guess he felt the same