Move On EP

by Renny Jackson

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Produced by Renny Jackson

Recorded by Donal Sweeney at Triangle Audio Studios, London.

Artwork by Makiniko

Dedicated to Paul Murphy (1949-2016)


released February 9, 2016

Music by Renny Jackson (guitar and vocals) featuring:

Ben Rodney (trumpet)
Samuel C. Roberts (bass)
Ben Brown (drums)


Move On by Renny Jackson
The Lake Isle of Innisfree by William B. Yeats
Sixty Years by Jan Page
Psalm by Charles Simic



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Singer-songwriter and band based in London.


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Track Name: Sixty Years
Sixty Years

He saw her on the platform
He didn't know her name
He couldn't go and ask her
That's not how you played the game

So he waited and he waited
And soon he took the chance
A friend she introduced them
And he asked her for a dance:

Can I take you my arms?
Can I lead you round the floor?
Can I hold you tight night after night and want for nothing more?
Can I make you dance with joy?
Can we dance away our fear?
Can we dance for 60 years?

She'd missed him on the platform
Didn't notice him at all
Strange when he was just her type
So handsome dark and tall

But when they started dancing
She knew he was the one
And then their dance of married life
Had happily begun

Sometimes they danced the tango
Then up to bed they'd creep
Sometimes he waltzed the babies
Round the room to help them sleep

Sometimes they danced the quick-step
Sometimes they danced the jive
When they rolled back the carpet
It felt could to be alive
Track Name: The Lake Isle of Innisfree
The Lake Isle of Innisfree

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
Track Name: Move On
Move On

Spark up your attitude
No time for praise or scorn
Said the man who sang the blues
They’re two sides of the same coin

Though certain is your longing
To be heard and understood
Years you might be wandering
Writing verse as blood

Absent is the sterling
Almost none the eardrums beat
Though your nights be plentiful
When friends have shuffled feet

And now my bone and tendon
Reach out to raise my son
I take a breath uplifted
My soul, my sound, move on

Come see the atoms move
In the emptiness of space
If a rock is mostly absence
What’s this sound you can taste?

The ripple of a moment
A dream caught up in song
A broken wing still giving as
My soul, my sound, move on

Cast the boat, the dice and all
Your failure into the sea
Feel the rush of blood and bile
Of songs sung true and free

And now my bone and tendon
Reach out to raise my son
I take a breath, uplifted
My soul, my sound, move on
Track Name: Psalm

You've been a long time making up your mind,
O Lord, about these madmen
Running the world. Their reach is long
And their claws must have frightened you.

One of them found me with his shadow.
The day turned chill. I dangled
Between terror and valor
In the darkest corner of my son's bedroom.

I sought with my eyes, you in whom I do not believe.
You've been busy making the flowers pretty,
The lambs run after their mother,
Or perhaps you haven't been doing even that?

It was spring. The killers were full of sport
And merriment, and your divines
Were right at their side, to make sure
Our final goodbyes were said properly.