An Independant man (tribute to John Wiskar) by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby I could hear the sound of silence That cold dark winter’s night ...

Charlie by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby Outside The Fruit Shop now there seemsA vacant calm remembranceAs if the fruit and veg just ...

Old moon, if only you could speak by Raymond HoltAn ex Cranleigh village Bobby Old moon hanging over "Robin Rag" What is the secret that you keep? You ...

Life's On The Other Shoe by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby These are the flagstones that led me to The doctors house, where he retired. When ...

I Lost My Pride That Summer's Day by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby I lost my pride that summer’s day Cycling in the shade, When this gentle ...

Cranleigh Summer Nights by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby Through honeysuckle breeze, On cool summer nights. Gazing up from Cranleigh ...

Tools of the trade by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby My handcuffs locked mischief together, Kept it in one place. The truncheon, I never ...

Inside my mind by Raymond Holt An ex Cranleigh village Bobby Inside my mind, I need a place To simply hide away. From problems people give me, Now and ...

Just watching the world go by by Raymond Holt Now I’m sitting here in the gutter And I can’t think of any reason why It’s raining and I’m lost in my mind ...

I cry (for England) by Raymond Holt I cry for the public, Who believed the politicians. When they spoke of honest justice, But used a different ...

Sometimes the nights are far too long by Raymond Holt Sometimes the nights are far too long And the truth won’t let me sleep Sometimes I speak before I ...

Time to move on by Raymond Holt Perhaps now is the time to let the past go And let it look after itself I should look to the future and what it may hold ...