The lyrics might seem a bit hokey, but they're all true. The chimney was in the playground at Maidford Road Junior school in Liverpool. We'd stand close in at the base and look up along its side to the top. The motion of the clouds made it look as if it was the chimney that was moving.
Also, there were fields and a cemetery behind our house. In one of the fields was a massive oblong hole (massive to us). Someone had got hold of some corrugated iron for a makeshift roof and a bunk-bed ladder for access. Older kids, I imagine, who'd got bored and moved on. So we took it over. It wasn't within the cemetery boundary, so I suppose it couldn't really have been an open grave but, well, you know. Artistic license.
The third verse is about watching my (then tiny) son sleeping in his bright yellow cot at the end of a long day.
The chorus was inspired by a song by Dwayne Taylor, a fantastic Mancunian songwriter who seems to have fallen off the face of the earth. i hope he's doing OK.
from The End Of Affection
released September 16, 2015
Words and music Phil Reynolds. Recording and playing and stuff by me, too.
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