I'm still doing time, but I don't mind waiting
Mind my state of mind, or I'll soon be fading
out of my world, lost from my thoughts
fading in dreams like a ghost forgotten
Cut from the frame, gone down the drain,
washed in the rain
But I'm not what you want, but my heart's still in it
tonight I'll sleep alone, but I'll still remember
us up in your room, drunk on perfume
scary little girl with her bright eyes burning
windows of rain, hair daisy chained
the cold city lights on the broad horizon
I did not ever want to leave you in that room of treasure
But I'm not what you need, but your heart's still in it
And so I have to leave, oh sweet Lolynia
I'm back on the street, off to myself,
hanging with the band at red door alley
The old port of call, back to the wall, just watching it all
And I'm not what you need, but if your heart's still in it,
don't wear it on your sleeve, sweet Lolynia
I'm out on the road, making new foes,
with the telephone Jones, that's the life we're leading .
When you're nowhere for long, everyone's wrong
They all know my songs except the one I'm singing.
So please don't sing along. Oh no, please don't sing this song.
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
This album….i swear to Alah and any god out there, it changed my world. Jonathan Bree is stitched to my heart forever including my partner’s heart as well. I hum to this album so often. Incredible masterpiece. Thank you Jonathan💙 Melody Nelson 2000
Occult psych-folk in the '70s U.K. tradition that further affirms the historical link between Appalachian and British folk songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2019