Stephen Hunt Writes

The ‘listen’ E.P is a collection of songs that I’ve written over the past 8 years or so.  I’ve written over 50 songs and choosing which tracks to group on this E.P was tricky but I felt that there was a consistent theme and style that made sense with the final choices.  A lot of what I play live is more free-flowing and funk based but as such, it doesn’t sound all that unique.  These songs are all heartfelt and personal with some of the lyrics written directly about things in my life and others more inspired by events.

To help you relate more to what these tracks are all about, I’ve written a little explanation below each title and the lyrics are there too just in case you can’t make something out on the recording.

Enjoy!

1. In my Head (words and music by Stephen Hunt)

This song is a little abstract in it’s lyrics.  It’s about a strange situation where I thought someone close to me was in some serious trouble but it turned out that it was my perception of their situation that needed to adjust.  I had to get over what was going on in my own head to realise they were just fine.

 

Please, please lend that girl a hand.

Oh, while you’re at it, why don’t you get your life into a plan?

And please, if you cough, cough it away.

Don’t worry, don’t worry now, you can’t get sick from yesterday.

All this time I was worried,

I was worried for someone else.

Take a look but don’t panic,

Enough said, I need some help.

It all seems so bright when the light hits the moon.

So play me a song from your Primary School wedding day,

Clean out the gutters in your back garden shed.

Tell me you’ve learned enough to speak gibberish,

You should hear what goes on in my head.

Stop, stop, throwing your love away.

You don’t realise what you’re doing it won’t come back to you that way.

But all this time you were worried,

You were worried about yourself.

Take a look but don’t panic,

Enough said, you need some help.

It all seems so bright when the light hits the moon.

So play me a song from your primary school wedding day,

Clean out the gutters in your back garden shed.

Tell me you’ve learned enough to speak gibberish,

You should hear what goes on in my head.

You should hear what goes on in my head.

 

2. Harder to Change (words and music by Stephen Hunt)

This song was written following the passing of my Opa (grandfather) to Altziemers Disease.  He was a very important figure in my early childhood who taught me a lot and loved his poetry.  This song is a personal reflection of where I was at during that stage in my life pondering things from each of our perspectives.  I should clarify one lyric here which sounds like I don’t miss him at all – “Half as much is twice the loss that I feel without you now”.  It’s not meant to be negative but more empowering that I don’t feel like he’s gone.  It was probably a poor choice of words to describe that but too late now.

 

Well you could crack the sun,

Bleed it like an egg,

Across a fake sky,

It could be all mine.

In a China cup,

But only half size,

I wanna take it back,

Do you realise?

Half as much is twice the loss that I feel without you now,

See what I’ve become…

Twice the man you thought I’d ever be and it’s a shame,

That you’ll never see,

Another day, another night,

Another you in the mirror.

Talking about the way things used to be,

And all that’s changed and now…

You’ve forgotten your name.

 

Come on, lie down, take a good look up from the ground.

Come on, sit back, stop dwelling on the things that you lack.

Cos all I want to say is gone,

All I want to live is you.

The thing that I want to hear is something that makes me cry too.

All I want to know is truth

And I don’t feel no pain.

I’m slipping through my youth,

It’s getting harder and harder to change.

Well you could hold the moon,

In your heart at night,

But don’t take it all,

It’s not mine.

I don’t care now if you’re wrong or right and I’m not sure,

If you have the time,

To see what I’ve been waiting for,

To see what I’ve been waiting for…

It’s here, it’s back again.

And by the way, do you feel the same?

And did you ever want to change?

Cos I don’t feel better now,

I don’t feel better now,

Tell me how do you feel?

Well come on, lie down, take a good look up from the ground.

Come on, sit back, stop thinking of the things that you lack.

All I want to say is gone.

All I want to live is you.

The thing that I want to hear is something that makes me cry too.

All I want to know is truth.

And I don’t feel no pain.

I’m slipping through my youth,

It’s getting harder and harder to change.

Yeah, it’s getting harder and harder to change.

Yeah, it’s getting harder, harder, harder to change.

3. Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing (words and music by Stephen Hunt)

Back in the year 2000, I traveled Europe for the first time with some great pals and I suppose that’s where I began to find myself and workout who I wanted to be…I also got robbed and was a little pissed about it.  This song is about looking within and working that out along with some references to that journey. I borrowed the title from an incident in Amsterdam where our group met up with the band Boney-M who were getting pretty wasted in the little Irish Bar we were staying at.  Bobby Farrell leant over after an hour of bumbling conversations and pointed around the table to my friends “You…you are a Sheep”, he said to the first of us.  “And you…you are also a Sheep” he said to the second…and so on.  Then he pointed at me and said, “And you…well…you are the Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing”.  To this day I am still nicknamed “The Wolf” by some of my friends as a result.

 

Sitting down breaking rocks at my table.

Yeah, I’ve got nothing better to do.

There’s no beginning it seems.

Just a hard place….me and you.

A bottle of wine, some cheap cigarettes,

And a cutting of lime.

All this and no regrets.

Thieves go to the beaches.

Yeah, they can swim too.

Just like a Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing,

They’re just like, just like me and you.

There’s no use complaining about time and there’s no use refraining from love.

And there’s no place around here for watches,

Cos time stands still when no one cares.

Thieves go to the beaches.

Yeah, they can swim too.

Just like a Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing,

They’re just like, just like me and you.

Oh…all I wanted to say,

Was please, please don’t take that away.

The last time I told myself to cry,

Was the only time you ever laughed when I said goodbye.

Thieves go to the beaches.

Yeah, they can swim too.

Just like a Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing,

They’re just like, just like me and you.

4. Control (words and music by Stephen Hunt)

I wrote ‘Control’ while I was traveling in South America on my honeymoon.  Two of my best friends were breaking up and I was lying in a hammock strung out in a little town called Montanita which is an easy place to lose ‘Control’ for those in the know.  I love playing Blackbird by the Beatles and while mucking around, I started playing some of the chords in a different order and picking pattern – ‘Control’ was born.  The lyrics came easily as I put myself in the shoes of my friends before adding some creative license to the situation.  In reality, he’s not a shift worker and she’s not an artist, but I hope that doesn’t spoil it for you.

So what’s it like to feel warm inside?

No fear of going outside.

Seems every day he’s losing more sleep.

The weight of the world and he’s buried beneath.

Starting to feel like he’s losing his head.

No ground underneath, there’s nowhere to tread.

Breathing so fast that he struggles to gasp.

Can’t help the feeling he’s losing control.

She paints in the evening always in the nude.

In the morning he wakes to see last night’s mood.

With an awkward refrain, she does it again…

She’s always breaking down, there’s no way to fix it now.

Perhaps after all, they’re better off friends,

The fighting and crying has all got to end.

Always in the dark, you don’t want to ask…

There’s no point pretending she’s out of control.

5. All in All (words and music by Stephen Hunt and Simon Horn)

While in London, I began writing a load of songs which ended up on my amateur E.P ‘the light’ back when I was playing with Simon Horn and Matt Templeton.  Simon was a great encouragement in my early attempts at song writing and helped me develop my ideas and lyrics into this song.  All in All began as an experiment while I was playing a cover of Eleanor Rigby.  It quickly developed into a narrative about a relationship imploding despite the strong feelings involved though again the situation is more fictional.

 

5am, coming home again.

Day breaks, you leave me then.

Leave the light on go to bed,

This blood is rushing through my head.

The worlds we love in drifting apart,

I’m trying to find a place to start.

But life it won’t let me down.

Pick myself off the ground.

Contact, clothes are stripped away,

Together, there’s nothing left to say.

From where I stand it’s out of reach,

What we’ve had lies underneath.

The worlds we love in drifting apart,

I’m trying to find a place to start.

Life it won’t let me down.

Pick myself off the ground.

All in all I wanted was you.

Just you.

Life it won’t let me down.

Pick myself off the ground.

All in all I wanted was you.

Just you.

 

6. Precious Moments (words and music by Stephen Hunt)

I married the love of my life in 2009 and played this song to her at the end of my wedding speech.  I’d actually written it for her a year or two earlier and caused mass confusion when the private rendition wasn’t followed by a marriage proposal.  I had hauled her, my guitar and a battery-powered amp to the Palm Beach LightHouse, found a nice rock and played her the song.  Then marched on down with her wondering what is was all about.  It didn’t occur to me that she expected a proposal until I noticed how upset she was….whooops! I got there is the end and love this song for what it stands for.  The lyrics are pretty self-explanatory so I’ll let you read on, but just in case you can’t tell – I love my wife!

 

Awake…..my world by my side.

Take a little give a lot now…all in my stride.

Between you….and me….there is nothing I don’t believe.

All that I want is dissolving…my love for you is revolving…inside.

You mean the world to me and I can’t think of anything…..but you.

If you want me I’ll take you home, with me alone, we’ll take off the phone, and give you everything….

Baby, our worlds are colliding, our hearts are combining…too

 

You mean the world to me and I can’t think of anything…..but you.

If you want me I’ll take you home, with me alone, we’ll take off the phone, and give you everything….

Our worlds are colliding, our hearts are combining…too

Come share these precious moments,

Come share these precious moments,

Come share these precious moments with me.