[Fletch]

I really enjoyed that Travis… Well done Sir… 🙂

[Fletch]

I Ain’t ever Loved No One

Written By : Donovan Woods

I guess before I met ya
I didn’t know better
You swept in out of nowhere
When I thought I’d never go there
And you set the bar
for this stubborn heart
And when you met my family,
Everybody knew that you had me wrapped
I ain’t ever loved no one like that
And when I said I loved ya,
I didn’t care if you said it back
I ain’t ever loved no one like that

If you’d have just kept walkin’
And we’d never got to talkin’
I could go on existin’
Not knowin’ what I was missin’
But you set the bar
for this stubborn heart
When you met my family,
Everybody knew that you had me wrapped, I ain’t ever loved no one like that
When I said I loved ya, I didn’t care if you said it back
I ain’t ever loved no one like that

And maybe I’ll love again, then again, maybe I won’t
Maybe you feel the same, maybe you don’t
How would I know?

‘Cause when you met my family,
Everybody knew that you had me wrapped
I ain’t ever loved no one like that
And when I said I loved ya,
I didn’t care if you said it back
I ain’t ever loved no one like that
I ain’t ever loved no one like that
I ain’t ever loved no one like that
I ain’t ever loved no one like that

[Fletch]

The SWR Project – Shock and Awe
Written / Vocals : Fletch
Music : Fletch (GB), Steve P (USA) & Julie B (CAN)
(C) The SWR Project 2025

Shock and Awe

As we watch… You say anything you please
And we watch… You don’t have to believe
And we watch… As your power corrupts
And we know… Your paranoid and distrust

As we shout… You use a God’s name
And we shout… For your own perverse gain
And we shout… As your ego makes choices
And we know… Your plans are born of psychosis

As we march… Your followers obey
And we march… Listening to lies you say
And we march… They believe your propaganda
And we know… Their hatred and their anger

It’s not about freedom, it’s control and privilege
Your arrogance your vanity, your conceited image

You bully and tease, you break the law
A game for the insane, of ‘Shock and Awe’

As we pray… You conceive your spin
And we pray… You intimidate to win
And we pray… You trick others to fall
And we know… You aren’t that smart at all

It’s not about freedom, it’s control and privilege
Your arrogance your pride, your conceited image

You bully and tease, you break the law
A game for the insane, of ‘Shock and Awe’

You’re making it up, for your TV show
Controlling the narrative, where realities forgo
Choosing to be blinkered, not trying to inspire
And the world watches on, at the end of an empire

Just lies upon lies, you bury the truth
Your incestuous flaws, in ‘Shock and Awe’

[Fletch]

Well done Lorrie… 🙂

Love that track… Maybe I should do a cover.. 🙂

[Fletch]

The Writers House

Will you take me back, to the Western Isles
Lewis where perspective, calms and beguiles

When you travel there, you fade away
Disappear into silence, of unfamiliar ways
Blend into shadow, in Stornoway’s haze
Frozen in history, by a Callanish gaze

Wild Uig Bay, in the glinting moonlight
A dram of Abhainn Dearg, to keep you warm at night
Giants at Dun Borranish, with stories to write
Longing to return, when fortune is right

Will you take me back, to the Western Isles
Lewis where perspective, calms and beguiles
The Writers House, where dreams are explained
Your vision exists, and your music is made
Take me, Take me

Leave chaos behind, and the speed of decay
Those feelings of anxiety, and having to obey
To a simpler pace, with echoes of yesterday
A land in tune, with what think and say

Will you take me back, to the Western Isles

Lewis where perspective, calms and beguiles
The Writers House, where dreams are explained
Your vision exists, and your music is made
Take me, Take me

[Fletch]

Seven

I am lots of different people, depending on your view
Where you are in history, what you trust is true
I am all of your fear, everything you adore
I may try and stop you, or keep you wanting more

You can’t suppress me, I cannot be appeased
If you try to ignore me, I will bring you to your knees
I cannot be defeated, as I’m never there
I cannot be deceived, when I’m everywhere

I’m the lover; a sinner, a dreamer; a killer
The Teacher; a tyrant, a preacher, a whore

Uncontrolled passion, requires moderation
Avarice is boundless, lacking motivation
Patience is lost, a jealous desire
Humilities overrated, deluded liar

I am, The voice you show
I am, The guilt you know
I am

The devil on your shoulder, the angel you can’t fake
Tell you you’re wrong, in dreams when you wake
I expose the narrative, the choices you could make
I remind you of morality, which path you should take

Controlling; I monitor, evaluate and begin
I’m that thought; that memory, that feelings, that sin

Uncontrolled passion, requires moderation
Avarice is boundless, lacking motivation
Patience is lost, a jealous desire
Humilities overrated, deluded liar

I am, The voice you show
I am, The guilt you know

I am, The voice you show
I am, The guilt you know
I am, The lost credo
I am, Your superego

I am, The voice you show
I am, The guilt you know
I am

——

The SWR Project – Seven
Written / Vocals : Fletch
Music : Fletch, Steve P & Julie B
(C) The SWR Project 2024

[Fletch]

Witness

I’m uptight, watched the news tonight
It’s on my mind, can’t unsee their plight

A young child of war, desperate and alone
Stood weeping on their bones, no shelter nor no home
Orphaned in the sadness, a victim of dragons madness
With it’s lust for killing, of which we all bear witness

A daughter a mother, a bride a lover
Knelt crying in the rubble, family taken from her
Indiscriminate and malicious, an attack so vicious
The innocent killing, of which we all bear witness

Too old to survive, under tarps they cried
Laid starving together, in the camps they died
Famine and sickness, there is no forgiveness
No relief just killing, of which we all bear witness

He’s never born arms, never caused any harm
Yet he’s tortured and slaughtered, on his mourning farm
He was seen as extremist, in the genocide business
Another sectarian killing, of which we all bear witness

Watched the news tonight, can’t unsee their fight
We never object, just change channel and forget
What will history deduce? What will be our excuse?
What did we do? When we all knew.

We all knew, Witness

—-

The SWR Project – Witness
Written / Vocals : Fletch
Music : Fletch, Steve P & Julie B
(C) The SWR Project 2024

[Fletch]

Slip Away

I’ve had enough of pain, struggles and the screams
I can’t cope anymore, living with our dreams
I’ve tried so hard to be there, tried hard just for you
Lived through the torment, lived everything we knew

I’ve fought to be strong, but the hurts extreme
All hope now has gone, just existing in routine
Maybe things will change, maybe a reprieve
Don’t give up on us, there’s still time to believe

I know you’ve always been there
Say your prayers, as I slip away
Now I can chose, my own way
Then raise a glass, to remember me
Don’t forget, I’m where I wanna be

I can’t tell what’s real anymore, I know I’m getting worse
The meds blur reality, as my dignity deserts
Not everything has changed, I’m still in love with you
This time was not wasted, it’s all we could do

I know you scared, I know your heart will grieve
But we know it’s for the best, it’s time for me to leave
And you’re scared to, I can’t start to understand
But please let me be with you, let me hold your hand

I know you’ve always been there
Say your prayers, leave a bouquet
Raise a glass, as I slip away
Then light a candle, to remember me
And scatter my ashes, where I want to be

Scatter my ashes, where I want to be

[Fletch]

Whisky Bites

Turn your collar up
Protect from the bitter night
Walk the frozen path
Reject all the brighter lights

Spurn a slow look
Accept as the whisky bites
Lite another smoke
Reflect on a winters plight

And it all comes back, to you
And it all comes down, to you

Burn another page
Collect a new rhyme recite
Pen fading pledge
Correct it all writing rights

Learn fevered lyric
Regret and pain poems sight
Pour another dram
Forget it all loathing spite

And it all comes back, to you
And it all comes down, to you

Compose the words the feelings the curse
Obsession, poison, love and passion
And it all comes back, to you
And it all comes down, to you

And the Whisky Bites

[Fletch]

Thank you Jed…

‘Cool and Modern‘….? Sussshhhhh…. Let’s keep that between us and FFS don’t tell Stevie that…! LOL

[Fletch]

Thank you Loraine….

You’re only listening to Johns…! Wow…! You allowed Cash on a technicality?

As for meeting the other two… I don’t like needles and I’d need a whole host of inoculations before I could meet Stevie… LOL

And Jules is just so so far away… 🙁

Hey, it’s good to break bread and natter…

[Fletch]

‘Captivating’… I’ll take that Albert… 😉 And Thank You for taking the time to list my friend… 🙂

[Fletch]

LOL 🙂 Colin wasn’t it… 🙂

[Fletch]

Thank You Pete 🙂

[Fletch]

You got it albert – Pre Chorus bit –

Uncontrolled passion – Lust

Requires moderation – Gluttony

Avarice is boundless – Greed

Lacking motivation – Sloth

Patience is lost – Wrath

Jealous desire – Envy

Humilities overrated – Pride

And ‘I am‘ is your Superego – Your conscience…

And… Thank You Sir… 🙂