In the Face of It All

by James Holt

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All words and music by James Holt.
Performed, recorded, mixed and produced by James Holt.

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released March 2, 2015

℗ + © 2014 James Holt. Unauthorised copying, hiring, lending, public performance and broadcasting of this record prohibited. PRS for music.

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James Holt Manchester, UK

James Holt is a singer/songwriter from Manchester. He is a classically trained pianist, guitarist and cellist. With his unique blend of folk and alternative rock, James performs regularly at venues and festivals in towns and cities across the UK.
He has a love of composing and songwriting, and a desire to write lyrical songs in many styles.
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Track Name: Whatever Happened to John?
Hey Bill, what d'you kill? Ain't no way stop a thrill.
But Jill, write your will, hope you don't rest in landfill,
Stop there young lady, don't you go and shed any more tears,

Oh boy, here's your toy, give yourself a little joy.
My ploy, decoy, the horse that's heading for Troy,
Sit up and stand up, against all of your darkest fears,

You can stand me in a line but you'll never be in control,
There ain't a lot of hope for me,

Hey John, you've gone, went out and left your light on.
I spawn, break of dawn, conducting cars with a baton,
You better find the key to all that ever will be,

Oh Paul, on the wall, see it that you don't fall,
Close call, canon ball, ringing the local town hall,
Maybe we'd hear the answer to our plea,

You can stand me in a line but you'll never be in control,
There ain't a lot of hope for me,

You eat like a Roman, lie on your back and want more,
You kiss like a demon, crouch on your front like a whore,
You talk like a Queen, foam drooling from your mouth,
You fight like a teen, who's left all of his arms back down south,

Oh Lord, take a sword, and strike me before I get bored,
Ignored, in the ward, lying on the cutting board,
Hope I can pay, my debt in bags of stone,

You can stand me in a line but you'll never be in control,
There ain't a lot of hope for me,
There ain't a lot of hope for me,
There ain't a lot of hope for me,
There ain't a lot of love for me,
Track Name: In the Face of It All
Man you're so strung out, consumed in doubt,
That you'll become conceit or obsolete,
You're as narrow as a dart,
To deem yourself smart,
And condemn an art,
But soon you'll start to fall,
In the face of it all,

You're the sort I'd find in a book of some kind,
But the words are stale, a plot but no tale,
Your mountain's bare,
As vague as air,
No peace to declare,
You've learned to drive with care and slow,
But you don't know where to go,

Your reason's lewd and your spirit's nude,
You'll take a shot to retie old knots,
But don't pretend,
That you've got a heart to lend,
Keep your wits at end,
They are condescending you,
And you don't have a clue,

You're heaven's child, naive and mild,
You believe you're fair and conform in prayer,
You've been misled,
Intensely fed,
With the words they've said,
But I'll give where credit's due,
They're gonna make a queen out of you,

Whenever asked you dismiss your past,
And you lock your faults within a vault,
But inside you delve,
Regard for no one else,
Prevaricate your wealth,
But if you've not been yourself so far,
How can you know who you are?

You claim to abscond society's pond,
Without a cause, no lust for applause,
You think you're intertwined,
Between space and time,
Beyond all crime,
You can't hide behind your wall,
In the face of it all,
Track Name: To Go Where the Wind Blows
A lone lingered soul reappears after years,
Blurred is his face and his name,

He yearns for each day to have a new and different sun,
Drawn like a moth to a flame,

Carried as a leaf I have flown,
Into depths of great height I was thrown,
To drift where one does not know,
Is to go where the wind blows,

Help me please, oh somebody help me please,
I don't know where I am,
I've been blown, to this barren plain that I roam,
I hope the wind sends me back, send me back, send me back home,

A lone lingered soul reappears after years,
What wayfaring tales does he bring?

I need to see what awaits beyond those hills,
So I'll brush the dust from my wings,

Behind me I'll forever lock the door,
And curl my toes to grip this foreign floor,
The gulf between myself and my native shore,
Continues to grow evermore,

Help me please, oh somebody help me please,
I don't know who I am,
I've been blown, to this barren plain I roam,
I hope the wind sends me back, send me back, send me back home,

A lone lingered soul reappears after years,
On each passing quest he looks less like me,
Track Name: Alone Again and Always
And I'm alone again,
You swore to spare me pain,
And that you'd remain by me regardless,

But you were taken clean,
In a never-ending dream,
Even my shadow deserts me in darkness,

Don't weep, blow your worries away,
Stars and lovers someday must split apart,
Be glad you have something to lose,
For you don't know who's gonna leave you next,

And I'm alone again,
You'll never know my friend,
I should have screamed when I was whispering,

But you gave me more than love,
You gave me a moment of,
A moment of time I can forever linger in,

I've only memories to dream with,
I've only memories in the night,
I've only memories to draw from when I'm sad,

And alone again,
I know that in the end,
It will pay dividends to be apart from you,

Like a mothers caring hand,
Like everything in great demand,
Like fire clings to a burning man I have smothered you,

I'm alone again,
So alone again,
All alone again...
Track Name: I Thought You Were Crying (But It Was Just the Rain)
Must I compete with a ghost?
I felt as if we had become so close,
But you invert and fold your coast,
When I ask you who do you love the most?

You once said to me only love has no ends,
And on this belief your heart depends,
You'll sooner forgive foe than friend,
But with this sundered lover you'll never make amends,

I was discarded like steam from a train,
I thought you were crying but it was just the rain,
Tears of my own I must refrain,
For every drop I would lose you again,

I clung to an horizon on a cloudless day,
I combed the night for stars to wish my doubts away,
With empty words you've led me astray,
And I'm not sure if you love me or you didn't know what else to say,
Track Name: Promises At Dawn
My sympathy runs deep,
From experience I do reap,
That from the start life makes a promise it can't keep.

One hopes, one waits, one searches,
From low suns to high churches,
But time does lurch while you swing from your birches,

I don't know how long,
I refused to see that I was wrong,
And the promises at dawn have kept me drawn,

Your mother taught you to be brave,
But you always come back to her grave,
Howling like an abandoned dog gone astray,

And when the rains turn from push to shove,
Nevermore will she shelter you from above,
And nor will those gentle lips speak to you of love,

And I don't know how long,
I refused to see that I was wrong,
And the promises at dawn have kept me drawn,

It's hard to be so adored,
So you seek redemption from the lord,
Then your world becomes bound and you falsely say "I've been found",

Here come the keepers of time,
All armed with a tooth and a chime,
Each will wound you but the last will kill you, you'll find,

Your days are mellowing fast,
How many more can you last?
You peer into the great unknown and you realise it's vast,

And I don't know how long,
I refused to see that I was wrong,
And the promises at dawn have kept me drawn,

I'm left with nothing but regret,
Over the horses I didn't place a bet,
But sundown's near and many things are still unclear,