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Backstory:

This  song was conceived after a very ill advised but well intentioned attempt by myself to give life advice to one of my closest friends with potentially disastrous results as I realised that my message was not one he was able or willing to hear.
 
The song recalls how our great friendship was formed in relatively simpler, carefree times (although we were both in our late 20s) and then how life intervened in the form of marriages & careers over the subsequent years to such an extent that we have become virtual strangers. I am trying to get across the dual message that I now understand that change in life is inevitable and not always for the better and that despite this, it is not my place to interfere in what is not my business and that my time would be better spent looking inward at myself, resolving my own issues and becoming the true friend that those I’m lucky enough to have around me actually deserve.

Lyrics:

                                                  
HOME TRUTHS
© Alan Blair Middleton,

Verse 1                                                                   

In the mirror I look 95, in my mind I’m only 12,
These days I’m simply struggling, to come to terms with myself,
I have made the bed I lie on and I’ve lived the life I chose,
Now regret is creeping up on me and in my face it shows

Chorus

When the things you knew for certain, unravel and fall apart,
That’s the time to face your home truths in your head and in your heart.

Verse 2

Back home within those golden months of springtime 89
True friendship made, late in the day, through laughter, song & wine,
When everything seemed possible, with nothing much to lose,
To the soundtrack of steel stringed guitars, pool cues and shared boy blues.

Chorus

But when the choir it stops singing and the doubting whispers start,
That’s the time to face your Home Truths, in your head and in your heart.


Instrumental Break   

Verse 3

Now the years they rumble by and they bring trouble in their wake, 
Commitments, fears, dead end careers, and breaks so hard to take,
Support’s sometimes not what you give, but knowing what NOT to say,
Can a friendship be a friendship, when home truths get in the way? 

Chorus

Now we’re facing down our demons, need to learn to bite my tongue,
Those vital things I had to say, I should have left that song unsung. 

Now there’s no more games for us to win and everything to lose,
To the soundtrack of steel stringed guitars, pool cues and shared boy blues.  


But when the choir it stops singing and the doubting whispers start,
That’s the time to face your Home Truths, in your head and in your heart.

That’s the time to face your Home Truths, in your head and in your heart,
That’s the time to face your Home Truths, in your head and in your heart.