As I lay you gently down to sleep,
I hear my mother’s voice lilting to me.
Unexpected child was I upon a young girl.
Through her tears she sang me farewell.
Come sing a song for the mothers,
Who held you in their arms, when you were a child.
Who sacrificed their dreams for ours, taught us to fly,
Soothing our fears with her lullaby.
Wrapped up in my mother’s crotched shawl,
I crossed a far away sea to a world turned around.
New hands, a bottle, kind eyes and a strange lullaby,
My new mother answered my cries.
Time like the tide she ebbs and flows,
And in my arms I cradle a child of my own.
Her eyes the forest green, whilst mine are cornflower blue.
Perhaps they’re a keepsake from you?
credits
from The Hum,
released May 27, 2016
Written by O'Hooley/Tidow/Oates
Darling Charms - Would've thought NK would have learned her lesson after the Port 'n' Brandy 😘 xx
This whole EP is bangin' btw. Beautiful work xx Gill Loomes-Quinn
Epic, immersive songs that you disappear into, with rich layers of keys and ghostly vocal melodies conjuring a misty dreamworld. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2022
Martin is one of the finest steel string finger style guitarists on the planet as well as a great singer. Simply beautiful heart felt music and I highly recommend exploring his vast catalogue. Dan Ferguson