Monthly Archives: August 2013

Love You and I Always Will

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This is a simple little song that I’ve written, sung here with no accompaniment. To listen, please click here:

LOVE YOU AND I ALWAYS WILL

All the leaves are falling down
On the fields and in the town
The cup of life is hard to fill
Love you and I always will

I can hear some people say
They’re sad to see you’ve gone away
As I’m climbing up the hill
Love you and I always will

Love you all the way and back
What you have is what I lack
Memories are not a proper meal

I’ve four seasons in each day
From September up to May
Summer rain or winter chill
Love you and I always will

That old magic is still in
Air I breathe and on my skin
Birds that sang are singing still
Love you and I always will

Time will pass, the months and years
Will fall down around my ears
But the way I feel will never change

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Some diary entries … March to May 1992

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1/3/92 – Sean woke at 7, unfortunately for Pauline, whose turn it was to get up with him.

2/3/92 – Sean was wide awake at 6. He’s got a room of his own now.

3/3/92 – Pauline and I (and Sean) went to Irish Life in the afternoon, and did quite well – it looks as though they’d be willing to lend us £45,000 … [later] Sean was troublesome (teething; one bottom tooth already through).

5/3/92 – Sean gave us a hard time during the night, so we were very tired in the morning. Continue reading

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