Comments about Cleary Mallard
Yourself, Myself, Me
A melody to turn your face blue,
I will play it and it will go through,
Shake your bones and take you away,
leaving you with nothing left to say.
I know how to, You've just got to find the right content,
To pluck at the heart and make you see the torment,
That some of us go through and even end on,
Showing you that ideologies are always wrong.
You may not like to hear it, it's depressing I know,
but if all that crap didn't happen, I may not be performing this show,
You may not appreciate anything at all,
No good without bad, no rise without ...