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Honey Suckle is a charity single where all proceeds will be donated to Africa Water Enterprises and their amazing cause to give the control back to African villages, and give them the power to maintain their own water systems.
Their projects employ water entrepreneurs to sell water using mobile phone technology (Thanks to their partners eWater) to collect 0.5 pence per jerry can. The funds maintain the system forever and the endless cycle of dependency stops.
Declan Williams - Bass
Louisa Hygate - Vocals
Harry Collis - Trumpet
Sophie Rooke - Saxophone
Pacho Song - Drums
Dan Puentes-Yates - Co-songwriter and Mixing & Mastering
Robert Hygate - Video
Sat cross legged thinking of you, and how you do the things you do, smiling around , never a frown , but always one eye on the ground,
Looking for clean, a clean source of water, and endless water oh, we should't have to need you to pull us through this Destitution oh,
Ooo, theres a roof over your head hey, and ummm for granted this we take
Come one come all, I’ve a plan, who want’s to swap out this mad mad mad world for one twice as grand?
Why should you have to demand, a hand in hand walk through life when others walk hours of their life just to plant the seed, when a seed is all you need, to be free from constraints of pre-loved supposed proceeds, whose even counting
Come one come all, I’ve a plan, let’s swap out this mad world for one twice as grand.
A stick a single bicycle wheel, is all I need for a smile, your ordeals your disregard, it’s twice as sweet, that spoon of honey, I'll always need
where fathers, mothers, brothers, sisters, the people and places that you have been, follow the vine, honey suckle is how I feel,
Give me a smile, a lazy shake of the hand, a gin and tonic and a man, standing their ground, making you sit, back and realise, try and emphasise, it’s all been futile, up to here it’s been futile, something they have always know, but hey indefinite imbalance it’s called Destitution
Come one and come all, we’ve a plan, if you’ve a good heart, help gift a good start, ummm these fragmented minds just regift yourself your own control
Come one come all, I’ve a plan, who want’s to swap out this mad mad mad world for one twice as grand?
Why should you have to demand, a hand in hand walk through life when others walk hours of their life just to plant the seed, when a seed is all you need, to be free from constraints of pre-loved supposed proceeds, whose even counting
I’ve a plan.