It’s dead good in my shed. Good for my head. Sometimes, I feel like I’m playing house or making a den. Me and a book,
It’s dead good in my shed. Good for my head. Sometimes, I feel like I’m playing house or making a den. Me and a book,
Songs and places on the run. Memories all around my blue world. Blues can make you cry. Sometimes. Mood Indigo. Ellington. You ain’t been blue,
Ageing and the rest. Michael Kemp took an extract from my Book, The Singer’s Tale, rewrote the scene into a song lyric/poem and – Hey