To make anything is to walk a tightrope between forcing ones will on the world and having enough wherewithal to know when all you can do is float amid the flotsam and jetsam of a life’s rolling waves. I have felt the acuteness of this balancing act more than ever in the making of this record.

The title of the EP is taken from a poem by Leo Marks that was written as a poem code for the agent Violette Szabo in the Second World War. It’s one of my Mum’s favourite poems and over the last few years has become one of mine. It captures the depth of love and loss and something of its bittersweet beauty, which I’ve tried to convey this music. This record is dedicated to my mother.

The life that I have
Is all that I have
And the life that I have
Is yours.

The love that I have
Of the life that I have
Is yours and yours and yours.

A sleep I shall have
A rest I shall have
Yet death will be but a pause.

For the peace of my years
In the long green grass
Will be yours and yours and yours