Solo Greebo & The Tempus Collective

Solo Greebo & The Tempus Collective

By Stewart GrieveMusic
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Solo Greebo & The Tempus Collective episodes

  • The Tempus Collective - "Secret Garden" (Bruce Springsteen)
    She'll let you in her house
    If you come knockin' late at night
    She'll let you in her mouth
    If the words you say are right
    If you pay the price
    She'll let you deep inside
    But there's a secret garden she hides
    She'll let you in her car
    To go drivin' round
    She'll let you into the parts of herself
    That'll bring you down
    She'll let you in herheart
    If you got a hammer and a vise
    But into her secret garden, don't think twice
    You've gone a million miles
    How far'd you get
    To that place where You can't remember
    And you can't forget
    She'll lead you down a path
    There'll be tenderness in the air
    She'll let you come just far enough
    So you know she's really there
    She'll look at you and smile
    And her eyes will say
    She's got a secret garden
    Where everything you want
    Where everything you need
    Will always stay
    A million miles away.
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    Songwriters: Bruce Springsteen
    Secret Garden lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Played & Produced by S Grieve & K Fleming
    Additional guitars by Mark Cowan
    Recorded & Mixed in April 2019.
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    5 min
  • The Tempus Collective - "Run The River"
    A wintery sounding bit of Abstract Shoe Gazing Deep Chill Jazz from the Tempus duo....
    "Run The River"
    I run the river
    The river runs to me
    Dances clear and so very free,
    Like veins that will carry
    Bloodlines flow, into the sea
    Dark water still - today
    Deep and cold as, night becomes the day,
    Bewitched by the winter,
    The frozen lochs are skater free…..
    Run the river, Run with me….
    Hold forever, hold that fear….
    The path is soft but, crisp below
    The leaves that breath hold
    Secrets of us all
    Submerged by the waters
    The undertow will pull you through the day
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    Music by S Grieve & K Fleming
    Words by S Grieve & K Fleming.
    Recorded & Mixed in January 2019.
    4 min
  • The Tempus Collective - King Of Catastrophe
    Music – Stewart Grieve & Kevin Fleming
    Lyrics – Iain White, Kevin Fleming & Stewart Grieve
    This song is for my very good departed friend Brian Lennon, and released on my late brother’s birthday. It was made with love and respect...
    King of Catastrophe
    One day feeds to another
    Flick the radio on – don't even bother
    A chasm grows, resentment gathers
    Silence – our currency in tatters
    Do you feel me? King of catastrophe
    Teardrops – become the rage in the sea
    Raindrops – rage in the sea
    An empty room, my eyes feel the weight
    Revel in the gloom, life’s in a state
    I’m always here, where I've been before
    Thinking that I can’t knock down this door
    Just a fate that came too soon
    Our demise in fractured full bloom
    I’ve got no big master plan
    I’m the real nowhere man...
    (For Brian Lennon)
    5 min
  • The Tempus Collective - Supernatural Romance
    A very special thanks to my friend Iain White for writting the lyrics that inspired us to create this track.
    Lyrics:
    I was standing, by the coast
    You texted out the blue
    I sent you, the photographs,
    Reminding me of you
    The light was so pretty
    We stood face-to-face
    Across the miles and miles
    Of social media space
    Our perfect, Long-distance
    Our perfect, Supernatural,
    Supernatural romance
    I aint going to, be in the way
    Of dates, or your new friends
    I just want to, keep this alive
    However it may end
    I'll never be good at the poetry as you
    I hate when folk are mean
    And hope can't, be seen
    It makes you feel so blue
    Our perfect, Long-distance
    Our perfect, Supernatural,
    Supernatural romance (supernatural)
    Let's be John and Yoko
    Hopelessly in love
    On a journey with each other
    Imagination chalks the curve
    Maybe we'll have us our moment this night
    Where seagulls cry and foxes hide
    And silly, crushes,
    Will all but take their flight
    Our perfect, Long-distance
    Our perfect, Supernatural,
    Supernatural romance (supernatural)
    Music: Grieve / Fleming
    Words : Iain White
    Recorded & Mixed in February 2018.
    Sleeve photography by Graeme Heddle.
    5 min
  • The Tempus Collective - "A Moment's Peace"
    A Moments Peace....
    A boy without cares, Walks in himself,
    Through fields of despair – he moves.
    Told he was no-one,
    No faith in their words,
    Life in this day…..his day,
    If this is all, its too late.
    For all the wrong reasons,
    It always fades away,
    Blind to the song, he sung,
    For way to long….
    He sought only silence,
    A moment to feel,
    A moment of peace….to steal
    He fought his convictions,
    From the moment he woke,
    A moment of peace, inside...
    If this is all, its too late…
    It’s too late...
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    Music & Lyrics by S Grieve & K Fleming
    Recorded & Mixed in November 2017.
    Title track from the album of the same name.
    5 min
  • The Tempus Collective - "Salt Water Black"
    Lyrics:
    His master, his father, he breathes his last,
    A mother, Beholden, freed from the loss
    A victim from days of truths,
    In a world they would not choose,
    Freedom from servitude,
    This day… He sailed…
    And the lashes across his back,
    Whisper in the wind… good god.
    He’ll miss her beyond these words,
    She will…Reside…
    And where the portrait hung,
    The boy is long since gone….
    A single brush stroke hides the view,
    And the Skies…
    Look Down on streets of wealth,
    And the World took for itself.
    And he’ll always have his cross to bear,
    Shackled to the end he fears,
    Branded for his ship to sail
    One soul for the state
    And city merchants trade their skins,
    A revolution here within,
    Men of steel in cotton fields,
    As she cries for a son,
    He wonders if she’ll ever know,
    He wonders if she’d ever gone,
    The Suffrage, The stately homes,
    Gallows lead him down,
    And the lies that you tell,
    Strung out and raised against your will,
    I could run, This city raised this son……….
    6 min

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