Dust on the Records

Scottish electric blues, 70 BPM slow unhurried sway in A Major; warm tube-amplified rhythm guitar over A–D–A–E and D–A–E–A, deep woody electric bass, dry tight acoustic drums, expressive lead guitar with crying bends and warm vibrato; raw four-piece pub-band recording; smooth deep sincere male vocal with a natural Scottish accent, crooning legato phrasing, front and center with a touch of slapback echo

[Verse 1] Dust upon the records lying on the shelf Old constitutional questions speaking for themselves Many never noticed they were sitting there for years Hidden by routine and drowned beneath our fears [Verse 2] Research takes patience, working every day Gather in the evidence from stories blown away Sara spends her working life examining the facts Looking past assumptions, checking every act [Chorus] Blow away the dust and let the record talk Facts are not the property of men who sit and squawk Every honest answer comes to those who look Truth belongs to everyone who dares to read the book [Verse 3] A journalist remembers what a question can reveal What is claimed as settled may not always be the deal History gains value when examined with care Thousands now are asking what is really there [Verse 4] No miracle is needed when citizens engage Reading what was written on each surviving page A nation learns its story, begins to understand The meaning of responsibility placed in every hand [Chorus] Blow away the dust and let the record talk Facts are not the property of men who sit and squawk Every honest answer comes to those who look Truth belongs to everyone who dares to read the book ©2026 Trevor Swistchew. All rights reserved.

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