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from Roy Harper - Valentine (1996)
No good pretending girl
You were for spending The rest of your days round my neck Well I'm not that strong And my time isn't long And my love isn't something to wreck I wish we could share But you'll never be there (with me) Having those kids with one man Milk his frustration And get his submission And weep and wear black when he's gone Well I'll see you again by accident Or maybe I'll see you again I'm feeling the reasons for why I went Like mountains between now and then I wanted to help, but I couldn't stay And I flew, what else could I do? I needed to stop you from falling in love that way I didn't have it for you No way No way (that way) I left you stony With dreams cold and bony I know how it feels, I've been there I was your only You fault you're so lonely A face with a permanent stare And all I was wanting was friends and good hunting But you want my soul behind bars Well love isn't jealous or bitchy and callous She's here for us all and she's ours Well I'll see you again by ...... |
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from Roy Harper - Valentine (1996)
Sweeping skies and breezey greens, can maybe show us what it means,
To feel the worlds, imagination. I'll come and see you yesterday, we'll close our eyes and drift away, Can we be real, without escaping? Twelve hours of sunset, six thousand miles. Illusions and movies, far away smiles. Twelve hours of sunset, half a day in the skies, I'll see you tomorrow, as the steel crow flies........ .....oh...........how time flies...... I used to think I wasn't mad, but now I know its all I had, Can hope be lost, or only seeming. Now that time's turned into space, there's no time to check the pace, And no-one cares, except for dreaming, (dream.......) Twelve hours of sunset, twilight sublime, Be with you tomorrow, backwards in time. .....oh...........how time flies...... |
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from Roy Harper - Valentine (1996)
I thought I heard the sound of my name and I looked back down behind me
And with hair like the ripened wheat she came, sure as the west wind to find me And just for a moment I wished my life to see our friends all around us And I turned to her but I held my breath in the far Norwegian mountains. For there we stood two children of spring as everything seemed to be gleaming Her looking breathless clean out of my mind and me with my crazy dreaming To think of my friends underneath the same roof in one common destination When all we do is remain aloof like we have no close relation. And love is my torment and I'll take when I can But I'll give in the moment when you are my woman and I am your man. And I watched her makin' her first daisy chain as her nipples hung hard in suggestion And naked, gnat-bitten we drifted fain in the hazy deserved sensation And we dreamt of all the loves we'd known and we never never thought of the sorrow With forelocks wound over primrose down in the wood by the emptin long barrow Two silver greenflies to flicker the backdropping, lush of the emerald springtime To lust for a moment in love of another is dust on a dragonfly's wing. And love is no torment for we'll give when we can And we'll live in the moment when you are my woman and I am your man. And the blackcap sings and the forest rings, the nettles tall around me With shafts of sun and moving things and poems fast and slowly And fantasies of luscious thirst for new lust and fresh waters to seek it Like diamonds set in realities of skies drawn back in secret But somewhere out there with my heart in her care and her prayers in the breezes that caught them She sits like the earth as I fly to her arms like the showering yellows of autumn And love is no torment for we'll give when we can And we'll live in the moment when she is my woman and I am her man. |
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from Roy Harper - Valentine (1996)
If you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, When the rivers freeze and summer ends, Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, To keep her from the howlin' winds. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, If it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, That's the way I remember her best. I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed In the darkness of my night, In the brightness of my day. So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. |
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from Roy Harper - Valentine (1996)
We're just spinning leaves
In the flight of dawn Little girl Falling through an eternal horizon of time But as we lie here I'd like to think That all we've got will be ours forever Don't you think we're forever I can hear a voice On the wings of my dream Little girl Melting me into love as it touches my heart But sheltered in the distance of your sleep Is all that I could love in a lifetime Don't you think we're forever Open your eyes To the call of the winds Little girl Can't you here them all saying I'll always be yours Lying in the misty morning sun The pillow of the night still beneath you Don't you think we're forever |
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from Roy Harper - Death Or Glory (1998)
The earth is possessed
By the curse of the west Who devour Newpaper furniture Paparazzia by the hour But a man with a vision Believed That tomorrow's begun And has to be won And nobody here is reprieved O Chico, Chico Mendes The man in a million Stood in the way Stood his ground For the earth For the coming of day The chorus of dawn On the perch of each morning Receives A forest of tears As the joy reappears On their leaves And believes Sings his name And the tallest tree Forever stands Beyond the flame(s) North south east and west We can all reach the rest Every day Now is the change To set out together For a beautiful day Whoever saw it A different way Was a man in a nightmare Too numb to the future Of brilliant possibles Ever to share The same air As the men in the clay O Chico, Chico Mendes There are men who are more that just men |
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from Roy Harper - Death Or Glory (1998)
Miles away and gone
Half my life passed on A spirit now In leaves that blow And leaves a world To me to you To everyone |
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from Roy Harper - Death Or Glory (1998)
It's high time to fly
In the face of the lie It is over To slave for ideals That have long been ordeals Must be over So come on you man Don't be conned yet again Finding out you've got nowt... Must be over... for good Sometimes I vote For the man in the coat But I'm dreaming With community dead And rat race instead I'd be dreaming That I could be heard In the state of absurd Really dreaming... whacko... Right out there (For good?) You know in your heart of hearts In your vision In your children That you've gotta make a new start In this hour of decision If you are the tabloid Caught up in this typhoid Of cuckoo Still hoarding the butter In the mountains of muttering Voodoo Spreading this gospile According to hostile Well fuck you... fuck you You deserted the spirit forever... sheep Fuck you... for good Why don't you fuck off With your certified culture Whimping away to some Pasturised future Killing the airwaves Gannets for guano Shit for propaganda Radio dumbo The people who've got Three worlds on sale (just gimme) Would rip the fourth apart Re-package you Rip you off Flog the only heart In the sell out, the sell out Not brave enough to change it Too low down to inherit the earth So look in the mirror And tell me It's all going to happen That the doors of perception And justice Will finally open All by themselves Without lifting a finger Just by hoping... just by hoping... Opening Pandora's box... So fill all the forms in With misinformation and vanish Or pass to your children The code they will need to diminish The world that you knew That you brought them into For the anguish For the relish... for the fish... For all of us You know in your heart of hearts... etc So pull up a fire And throw down your gun The fourth world is here Soon there'll either be none Or one global village With faces as bright as the sun One global village With faces as bright as the sun |
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from Roy Harper - Death Or Glory (1998)
Cardboard city
Who gives a shit Cardboard city It's a hit Hoards of the medias Whirring their cameras Living vicarious lives Tasting it Cardboard city Beyond telethon Cardboard city Unwashed and gone Who needs the dregs? We should cut off their legs And their thoughts And have gone I live in the loneliest place I could find A city where everyone's Very mankind You get what you vote To perpetuate Cynical people, trivial state Cardboard city The underclass Cardboard city You quickly pass It might be someone Who would be like No one you knew You bet your ass Cardboard city A sympton of Cardboard city A loss of love The face of your parliament Cold on your pavement And you can't get enough |
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from Roy Harper - Death Or Glory (1998)
There was a time
When you ran after me And we could run I took you for granted In my fantasy (but) Those days are gone I love you I love you I love you My darling and I miss you so I'll shed these last tears tonight On your pillow For without you I am a shadow I will not make One more tomorrow Since you've been gone I've been wasting away in agony Reliving memories of many a day You'd say to me I love you I love you I love you My darling and I need you so Will you lay me down tonight On your pillow For without you I am a shadow Please help me through True love tomorrow I've got so got so down I feel paralysed I'm hardly here Nailed to a nightmare That's immobilized Living in fear I love you I love you I love you My darling Out I feel so low I don't trust myself tonight On your pillow For without you Life has no meaning Without you My hear will break Without you Your helpless shadow Just might not make One more tomorrow |
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from Roy Harper - Death Or Glory (1998)
I thought I saw a swallow land
Upon my hand on summer day I thought I saw my true love standing In the sand One old may day I thought I hear the dolphins sing 'You gotta bring her back On summer day' See her run along the tide line Where the trade winds blow Feel the breath of summer In her hair, oh! Underneath the shooting stars I've wished and would you know I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand On summer day I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand on summer day But here in cold midwinter's night Another light has come to play Steals across the misty sky And bye and bye She'll maybe stay Can there ever be again again Another spring Will the birds forever hold us On the wing Light the fire in our home of hearts And hear me sing I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand on summer day |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
If you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, When the rivers freeze and summer ends, Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, To keep her from the howlin' winds. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, If it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, That's the way I remember her best. I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed In the darkness of my night, In the brightness of my day. So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
The judge sits on his great assize
Twelve men wise with swollen thighs Who never ever told no lies Whose minds were ever such a size Whose lives were ever such a prize Whose brains bred answers just like flies Whose answers stalked their thoughts like spies Whose lead ball through the courtroom flies To rip a hole clean between two eyes That never ever wore disguise And never ever saw blue skies Who quickly lived now slowly dies Who closed unopened otherwise Well you can lead a horse to water But you're never gonna make him drink And you can lead a man to slaughter But you're never gonna make him think The critic rubs his tired arse Scrapes his poor brains, strains and farts And wields a pen that stops and starts And thinks in terms of booze and tarts And sits there playing with his parts He says I'm much too crude and far too course And he says this singer's just a farce He's got no healing formulas He's got no cure-all for our scars He's got no bra-strap for our bras And our sagging tits no longer hold a full house of hearts And you know what? I don't think this little song's gonna make the charts Well you can lead a horse to water But you're never gonna make him drink And you can lead a man to slaughter But you're never gonna make him think |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
The rain falls like diamonds
Pinpricks the still waters And spreadeagles its laughter Across the green sheet of The sleeping sea |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
She's the one
She's so gone She's the one who throws the skins at you And says lets all turn on She's the one She's so gone She's the one who throws her pants at you And says O.K. you're on She's the one She's so gone She's the one who takes the stomach Makes the tea and cleans the jon She's the one She's so gone She's the one who hands the blankets round And comforts everyone She's the one She's so gone She's the one who buys the comics Drops the kids and knows the com She's the one She's so gone She's the one who you don't miss Until you find she's really gone You say that it's got you beat And you dont know which way to turn You say that she's oh so sweet But there's nothing left for you to learn You say that it's not your fault You've seen through all the doors Ah but how can any man talk like you With a wonderful wife like yours You say that its all washed up And as bad as it could ever get You say that you've filled your cup And you light another cigarette You say its O.K. for me But I don't see her claws Ah but how can any man talk like you With a wonderful wife like yours You tell me that I can't see you problem But I don't have to live with you to know That she's a very beautiful young woman And your a fool if you can let her go You sit down and heave sigh And say that you'd welcome death You step out into the sky And mutter underneath your breath You thump tables, spit and curse But I can't see the cause Ah but how can any man act like you with a wonderful wife like yours You say that you've packed your bag It must be a heavy load You light yet another fag And say its a long hard road You say the wind is blowing you To other distant shores Ah but how can any man talk like you With a wonderful wife like yours You tell me that I can't see you problem But I don't have to live with you to know That she's a very beautiful young woman And your a fool if you can let her go |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
She's the one
She's so gone She's the one who throws the skins at you And says lets all turn on She's the one She's so gone She's the one who throws her pants at you And says O.K. you're on She's the one She's so gone She's the one who takes the stomach Makes the tea and cleans the jon She's the one She's so gone She's the one who hands the blankets round And comforts everyone She's the one She's so gone She's the one who buys the comics Drops the kids and knows the com She's the one She's so gone She's the one who you don't miss Until you find she's really gone You say that it's got you beat And you dont know which way to turn You say that she's oh so sweet But there's nothing left for you to learn You say that it's not your fault You've seen through all the doors Ah but how can any man talk like you With a wonderful wife like yours You say that its all washed up And as bad as it could ever get You say that you've filled your cup And you light another cigarette You say its O.K. for me But I don't see her claws Ah but how can any man talk like you With a wonderful wife like yours You tell me that I can't see you problem But I don't have to live with you to know That she's a very beautiful young woman And your a fool if you can let her go You sit down and heave sigh And say that you'd welcome death You step out into the sky And mutter underneath your breath You thump tables, spit and curse But I can't see the cause Ah but how can any man act like you with a wonderful wife like yours You say that you've packed your bag It must be a heavy load You light yet another fag And say its a long hard road You say the wind is blowing you To other distant shores Ah but how can any man talk like you With a wonderful wife like yours You tell me that I can't see you problem But I don't have to live with you to know That she's a very beautiful young woman And your a fool if you can let her go |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
Little goldfish in your bowl
I've dug you all day long Yellow scales arising Through the ceiling of my song Little bee sat on your flower A-swaying in the breeze Funny little furry voice A-buzzing through the leaves Little bird sat upon your twig Your sounds ring through my ears Waking me each sunrise To the morning's hopes and fears Crazed blue-eyed starry-minded fluffly little ball Oh little baby on my knee I love you most of all |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
The bumble bees stumble
The butterflies tumble The birds on the water-line stare The heavens have crowned her The star grass grows round her her dreams fill the very still air Just east of the sun where our loving was done I can still see her breasts on the edge of the morning I can still taste the salt in her hair |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
I've been walking all over the place, now I'm walking back again
I've been smiling all over my face, I wonder where the hell I've been ? And won't you take me by the end, divided by my brain I'm feeling all the Saturday of failing to explain. And I've been walking up into the air following my aeroplane One of these days we're gonna land somewhere, I do believe you're all insane And I've brought home a piece of cloud and stick it in a jar And stuffed it on the mantlepiece to tell me just how far. And mum's just bought herself a leaning-post, it's made of words and pages It says God gives us all our daily toast but dad still earns the wages And I've just bought a jigsaw puzz, it's made of cotton wool And when I've undone every piece, the truth will fill my skull. And I've got a brother and he's one year old, he wears a zappy little nappy He squeezes the content through the cot rails, what a very crappy little chappy And lately I can even rest my toes on the horizon I think my hands are just the job to rest my nothingness on. |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
Davey, oh Davey
With seashells on our ears We spun a web of voices We danced a day of years Yesterday marooned us Making for today We spun along times tide line As he washed us both away |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
Far across the ocean
In the land of look and see There once was a time For you and me Where the winds blow sweetly And the easy seas flow still And where the barefoot dream of life Can laugh and cry its fill Where slot machine confusions And the plastic universe Are objects of amusement In the fiction of their curse And where the crazy whiteman And his teargas happiness Lies dead and long since buried By his own fantastic mess For I hate the whiteman And his plastic excuse For I hate the whiteman And the man who turned him loose... And the reins of coloured thunder Of the stallion of the dawn Ride the coalfire morning On the beach where all is born Where the emperor of meaning Is burning up his forts And sits to warm his toes around A fire made up of useless thoughts And when the children tempt him With the riddles of their trance He flings the flames of solstice Casting laughs into their dance And while a crazy whiteman In the desert of his bones Lies as bleached as the paradise He likes to think he owns And I hate the whiteman In his evergreen excuse Oh I hate the whiteman And the man who turned him loose... And far across the reaches Of the drifting yellow sands The living carpet wilderness Forever joins its hands With heaven hell's attainment In a surging crest of fire Where more than all is thrown upon The ever lasting pyre And through the countless canticles Of Jason's charcoal fleece Are sung the songs of nothing In the timeless masterpiece And there stood in the middle Guess who? It's the everlasting burst Built by god's very own whiteman As he tries to rule the dust And I hate the whiteman In his doctrinaire abuse Oh I hate the whiteman And the man who turned you all loose... And the bowels of his city Have been locked into a safe Where the spew stains on the sidewalks Are defenders of his faith While back inside his kitchen The bowler hatted, long haired saint Cleans with soap and water But it's really just white paint While his golden headed scandal sheets Present their daily bite To give their righteous news-bleeders Drugs to keep them white While outside in the whitewash Where the guns are always, always right A shooting star has summoned Its dark angel from his night And I hate the whiteman And his evergreen excuse Oh I hate the whiteman And the man who turned you all loose And the man who turned him loose... |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
Your conscience rolls in torrents down each side of your face.
Your chair is full of silence, your hand is full of lace. You say that you should have been by him when the bullets laid his head. Strange it's always the living who fear the idea of the dead. Goodbye. I'll take my leave of all of you as you sit and wonder why. And you who stood around us and said that we were great. Until your instant riches made us second rate. Well you're the same old hangman who rationalizes hope. Whose left hand pats my children and whose right hand holds a case full of rope. He wears the sweeping landscape in the crystal of his eye. And he jumps into the rain pools as the people pass him by. He rubs the dusty ages across his tender brow. He laughs and cries and sniffs and sighs. It's four long summers now. Goodbye. I made my peace with all of you as you sat and wondered why. She walks the clover meadows in the dandelion days. She throws her golden shadows across the silver haze. She wanders with the swallows in the noonday passion plays. She sits beneath the willow and she waits for me and twilight to come our ways. Goodbye. We made our peace with all the world as you sat and wondered why. |
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from Roy Harper - Live At Les Cousins (1998)
I thought you had passed, but you caught me at last,
Where you know I could never be worn. And now that you're here, and you finally hear, It's so clear on the wings of the dawn. Where your smile starts to shine, as you breath in the brine Of the spray on the very same day. The same day we all go, when we're sure that we know, What it is to be floating away. And there's a lovenest, on Tom Tiddler's Ground And there's a lovenest, on Tom Tiddler's Ground And there's a lovenest, on Tom Tiddler's Ground Long before Eden, was lost and found. But you know you'll have to be kind, if you're ever gonna find, The place that your face could have been shown. Especially when you don't dare, to force anyone there, To share in the ice being blown. And there's a lovenest.... And you heard me say 'yes', but you know its a guess, As somebody else shouted 'no'. And you know freedom is free, of all the forces that be, And the ice that you too thought you should throw. And there's a lovenest.... I thought you had passed, but you caught me at last, where you know I could nvere be worn. And now that you're here, and you finally hear, It's so clear on the wings of the dawn. And you know freedom is free, of all the forces that be, And the ice that you too thought should be thrown. And there's a lovenest.... |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
Earth for all creatures
A thought for all (wo)men Right for the speechless Wrong until then? Eyes for the laughter Thirst for the tongue Hands for together Ears for the song The song of love We sing in silence Every moment long Once Here to be done as we do With only one chance Here for the wonder of under the stars For the one and only Once Joy for the children Hope for the chance Men for the women Now for the dance The dance of love We dance just once In unique circumstance Once Here to be done as we do With only one chance Here for the wonder of under the stars For the one and only once |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
I'm a rabbit on fire
On fire with mascared eyes I'm a white rat acquired By the lab I'm due to be shot Shot with experiment Waiting in line For the next stab I've got nowhere to run to I've got nowhere to go And no way of telling you That none of you know I burn in hellfire Kept alive in my deathbed I'm a monkey with wire In my head I can't touch my face Rub my eyes or hear anything Suspended twixt Living and dead They say I don't know But I live under pressure Showing great symptons Of breakdown and fracture I've got nowhere to run to I've got nowhere to go And no way of telling you That none of you know If I (RH) had my way I'd be in there today Turn the voltage on you Burn you down With the whole of your school With your lessons on how To dismiss others' feelings While feeling that you're Always ever so kind Never cruel But that's you Only you Of all us creatures on earth That could only be you If only you cared Not to kill not to torture Not to need to cause pain Fear and suffering To be cool You'd have all the friends And the ends and the means To live with the give And the fox in the glove (the atmosphere) On this jewel (the planet) But that's you Only you Of all us creatures on earth That could only be you You're the mournful red eye Of the dog in the cage The howl of despair From the pound Forsaken forgotten The live definition The sad lonely meaning Of hound And you've got nowhere to run to Nowhere to go And no way of telling me That this isn't so For some of us know, And will always care to do so |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
I'm sick to the teeth of the news on the screen
Of hisbullah scum and jihad the obscene Whose men plant the bombs and then leave feeling free To watch women and children be killed on T.V. Which satan delivers a child a death curse In the name of a worn out collection of verse I've not read the book so I cannot recite But I'd bet Salman Rushdie is just about right Underneath the black cloud of islam What kind of publicity needs so much blood That's not for some sad diablical god Selling himself as a two-bit Macbeth As the experts in sentencing cousins to death And what kind of god can this be anyway That you have to prostrate to him five times a day With hate in your heart and a gun in your hand Is force the only thing to understand Underneath the black cloud of islam? And the butchers who've got all this blood on their hands Are the ones who need god to be stood where he stands Blessing this kidnapping, murder and war With books written hundreds of ages before And women in veils walking paces behind Doesn't sit easy in my mind It speaks of oppression and no other choice That rigid compliance with the loudest voice Underneath the black cloud of islam You can put a lead bullet clean through this guitar 'cos I'm not overjoyed with the story so far Sharing a world with the nutters of god Is as good as being six feet under the sod Words that are written are all here to stay And these are the latest there are anyway And I am the prophet so don't believe me I'm the same as the old ones expect that I'm free To give you a piece of my mind which is this You're the worst of jehovas blind witlessnesses With your feet in the door of the deepest abyss Which is underneath Which is underneath Which is underneath the black cloud of islam |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
If it was right to be believing,
And write his name in blood And then I met him when I died, Well I'd have it out with god But if it means Degrading scenes And sanctioning crusade I'd know we couldn't stand man to man Without feeling afraid If it was wrong for not believing, In fairytale facade And then I met him when I died, Well I'd apologise to dog But if it meant I went down on my knees Well where's the spirit gone Where's the love you're all talking of When you can't stand man to man? Man to man When you can't stand man to man. I find it hard to believe, In these 'gospels' that I've heard The forked tongue of the bible belt, The ayatollah's word I don't believe most anything Spoken by anyone As hell's fanatic paranoids Fire heaven's loaded gun If it was right to be believing, Then it must be in this That difference is beautiful, And living it is bliss, There are no teams There is no side That life on earth is done By living the love you're only talking of By standing man to man Man to man |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
Dung Xiaoping
What's in your head Tearing your people's ideas Into a shread Helmut What's in your head Cracks in the pavement Watch where you tread (Margaret What's in your head Trying to shaft us with poll tax We shaft you instead) Mikhail When we are old We'll remember the time You came in from the cold Human What'll it be A flash in the pan Or eternity In the winds of change |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
(after Laurence Binyon)
They shall not grow old, as we are left grow old Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn At the going down of the sun, and in the morning We will remember them They built a wall boys, it stayed up for thirty years We've torn it down now, clattering round their ears You know how it is, with spirit(s), They just couldn't hold us Brothers and sisters The world you died for, was all but a pack of lies It had to fall down, and keep on falling You gave us the world they promised you, And in the morning We are the flowering We are the flowering youth Berliners |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
Through the window
Just a wall Shapes are forming Blackbirds call Early morning spirits Moving hands Tick-tocking ages In the half-light of the still Before the lark Where I can feel my shadow Touch your silence In the dark Sleeping at the wheel Reaching for oceans before us For us to feel Together, tonight Playing eagle Firing eyes Ever willing Sweet surprise Welling in the belly Of their chase Tracing out the angel In the half-light on your face Before the lark Where I can feel my shadow Touch your silence, In the dark Sleeping at the wheel Reaching for oceans before us For us to feel Together, tonight Then suddenly I hear you say "Time to get up It's gone midday, Cup of tea love" And I realise I must have dropped off Drifted into dream before the lark Yielded to the ether of our secret world In the dark |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
I walk in your footsteps love
When you're not even there You fly me in my fleeting steps Towards the dreams we share I'll be with you till the time itself Is overstretched and breaks For I will be in love with you For longer than it takes I love myself as I love you As time will surely tell I love you better for the way You love yourself as well I'll be with you till time itself Is overstretched and breaks For I will be in love with you For longer than it takes You don't know the times I've cried The purest simple joy I met a girl who took me in I could never destroy She feels my pleasures and my pains She gives more than she's got I'll never be worthy of that No matter what Through all my barbed wire Through my fury's blackest hour She bursts the bubbling rages That built the ivory tower Through all my barriers My anger and despair I've got a friend to turn to and She's always there |
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from Roy Harper - Once (2007)
Plastic money flexidream
And comfort for the preacher Keep the debtor out of prison Borrowing the future How much future can he borrow How much past can he forget When now's become part of tomorrow Just a flashy fast advertisement That talks about beginning At the end. You imagine You can change the world And you're right It's happening right here and now Tonight tonight. Relief for hungry children Is nothing but a symptom Of accelerated ignorance Unaware of how a world Forcloses on invading circumstance And brings a new beginning All at once You imagine You can change the world And you're right It's happening right here and now Tonight tonight. Where ice and desert travels And the scale of justice levels And the house that silly jack built While forgetting ages cycling Is crushed inside a moment he forgot There'll be a new beginning Thanks a lot You imagine You can change the world And you're right It's happening right here and now Tonight tonight. |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
I thought I heard the sound of my name and I looked back down behind me
And with hair like the ripened wheat she came, sure as the west wind to find me And just for a moment I wished my life to see our friends all around us And I turned to her but I held my breath in the far Norwegian mountains. For there we stood two children of spring as everything seemed to be gleaming Her looking breathless clean out of my mind and me with my crazy dreaming To think of my friends underneath the same roof in one common destination When all we do is remain aloof like we have no close relation. And love is my torment and I'll take when I can But I'll give in the moment when you are my woman and I am your man. And I watched her makin' her first daisy chain as her nipples hung hard in suggestion And naked, gnat-bitten we drifted fain in the hazy deserved sensation And we dreamt of all the loves we'd known and we never never thought of the sorrow With forelocks wound over primrose down in the wood by the emptin long barrow Two silver greenflies to flicker the backdropping, lush of the emerald springtime To lust for a moment in love of another is dust on a dragonfly's wing. And love is no torment for we'll give when we can And we'll live in the moment when you are my woman and I am your man. And the blackcap sings and the forest rings, the nettles tall around me With shafts of sun and moving things and poems fast and slowly And fantasies of luscious thirst for new lust and fresh waters to seek it Like diamonds set in realities of skies drawn back in secret But somewhere out there with my heart in her care and her prayers in the breezes that caught them She sits like the earth as I fly to her arms like the showering yellows of autumn And love is no torment for we'll give when we can And we'll live in the moment when she is my woman and I am her man. |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
I never know what kind of day it is on my battlefield of ideals
But the way she touches and the way it feels, must be just how it heals Ah but it's got a little better since I let her sundance I never know what time of year it is living on top of the fire But the robin outside has to hunt and hide in the cold frosty shire Ah but he knows just what goes in between his cold toes and his warm ears And he's got no disguise in his eyes for his love as she nears He spreads her a shelter She takes the tall skies As they helter skelter Along the same sighs And she wakes my days with a glad face She fakes and says I'm a hard case She makes and plays like a bad ace Carrying my ways into scarred space And she knows me well Ah but what the hell Only time can tell, where we're going to Me and my woman Me and my little woman And the Lord speaks out and the pigpens fawn The sword slides out and the nations mourn The hoard strides out and the chosen spawn The devil rides out and the heavens yawn And he knows me well Ah but what the hell Only time can tell, where we're going to Me and my woman Me and my woman Me and my little woman What a lovely day What a day to play at living What a mess we make What a trust we break Not giving our wings to our children O how we fail them O how we nail them Sunset my colour And king is my name Darkness she's my lover And we live in shame Too far away From the light of the day And so near, and so near, near Can i break through the silence that has taken my place On the plains of the morning that i just could not face Asking you these questions telling you these lies Enveloping directions Developing disguise Open to suggestions But closed to all my eyes Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand Space is just an ashtray Flesh is my best wheel The atmosphere's my highway And the landscape's my next meal I need my own Good Friday And I'm trying my best to fix the deal Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand I am the new crowned landlord Of all beneath my star Queuing up for doomsday In my homesick motor car Born before my mother Died before my Pa Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand Dead on arrival, right where I stand The cuckoo, she moves through the dawn fanfare The dew leaves the rooves in the magic air Feel a finger running through my nightmares lair Feel most together with my nowhere stare and you know me well Ah but what the hell Only time can tell, where am I going to Me and my woman Me and my little woman Me and my woman Me and my little woman |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
Take a look down your highway
Tell me what d'you see Well if you're down my way It could well be me Stood on your corner I'm nearly down on one knee Can you hear me calling for you So damn easy to see And it can't be forever And it won't be for long So don't you think that it's better We speak the same tongue Out here in this weather We must surely belong Birds of a feather Whatever the song: Please give me a lift man It can't be for far The way that you shift man In your empty car, I've got the highway blues In my holy (holey, wholly) shoes And I cannot choose What I look like And I got here from yesterday On porridge and bait Swallowing sorrow Following fate Poaching tomorrow From God and the state Of homo his shadow The well known long haired straight But I've got a good reason For being this way I'm happy for certain And hoping to stay Travelling trust Across the new day Gathering dust Down your highway Please give me a lift man... It can't be for far The way that you shift man In your empty car I've got the highway blues In my holy shoes And I cannot choose What I look like Out on the streets Or where my drum beats In between the clean sheets Of my love life And I need little Margaret Out here again Screwing some traffic From the shaven insane With thumbs like a dragnet She pulls like a train And she looks like a magnet; And she comes like a warm rain Please give me a lift man, etc |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
The kettle's on, the sun has gone, another day
She offers me Tibetan tea on a flower tray She's at the door, she wants to score She dearly needs to say I loved you a long time ago, you know Where the wind's own 'Forget me nots' blow But I just couldn't let myself go Not knowing what on earth, there was to know But I wish that I had 'cause I'm feeling so sad That I never had one of your children Then across the room, inside the tomb, a chance has waxed and waned The night is young, why are we so hung up in each other's chains? I must take her and I must make her while the dove domains And feel the juice run as she flies Run my wings under her sighs as the flames of eternity rise To lick us with the first born lash of dawn Oh, really, my dear, I can't see what we fear Sat here with ourselves in between us And at the door, we can't say more than just another day And without a sound I turn around and I walk away |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
I was the master's best friend
He was the only man I knew It's been a tall harvest And he turned us all on two but my lips are sealed by history And my tale I cannot tell My name is Judas Iscariot My home address is Hell So baby don't you grieve after me No no no, don't you grieve after me So baby don't you grieve after me No no no, don't you grieve after me Baby you don't grieve for me when I'm here Don't grieve for me when I'm gone. It was two hours gone midnight When he called me to his side He said, hey Jude, I need you boy, I need you to take a ride. I want you to tell those guys down town My time's almost due But wait a minute Jude don't stick around 'Cos no body's gonna love you Now you've got all the silver But no forgiveness in your heart And I've got 20 feet of rope To end just where? Your guessing game starts. I've got endless books to write you But my tale I cannot tell The only way you're living is If you're living in the same Hell. |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
Well the generations come
Hoy-polloy or chewing gum Bad manners in style And a very low profile As the new wave rebel hoards Scribble balls on notice boards And the old wave hierarchy Try to take 'em seriously Because they have to Ten years ago we were dreaming Upstart youth and rebels all Who have faded to the wall Counting points of social scale While our water brother whale Meets extinction on the seas On a million wounded knees While the taxman robs the poor Like he's always done before Whatever system Ten years ago we were dreaming Dreams There are men employing men Employing men employing men Employing men employing men Who fill in forms employing men That forms a queue of paperwork Clear stretching out into the mirk So that nine-tenths don't produce Holding ransom calling truce And looking dangerous Ten years ago we were dreaming No change |
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from Roy Harper - Hats Off (2001)
One of those days in England that you said could never end
As I was crashed out, livin' every chance One of those days in England we've been saving up to spend Buying rides on Mother Nature's funny belly dance My love, it seems, so long away Since when we both, together, lay And yet it's only yesterday Dreamin' of tomorrow, My love, there's no today My love, my love One of those days in England with the country goin' broke And Sunday's joint is cooking in my tree One of those days in England chompin' baked beans in my coat Tell me when it matters, love, I might just wanna get out of bed to see The lentil in my garland, let's get down and make some fun There's really nothin' better we can do One of those days in England and our love has just begun Half the fun in fallin' is you don't care where it's to My love, it seems, so long away Since when we both, together, lay And yet it's only yesterday Dreamin' of tomorrow, My love, there's no today My love, my love Today, my love Today You make my love to you My love, to you My love, to you My love, to you Make my love to you To you, to you, to you |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Black clouds are hanging
From a patch of blue sky We're walking together My lover and I Like we've been in love forever Her soft heart beats a path Wynds right out of my sight The dusty days walk To our love in the night Our beautiful thoughts lie together All in sun my love To the world on its way The rippling textures Are thrown through the day Woven in the tide of the waves A breath lest the watch You wake up and moan Will i see you forever? Or will you be gone? Is our love just a toy that we borrowed? Black clouds are hanging From a patch of blue sky We're walking together My lover and I Like we've been in love forever |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Oh girlie with your brown eyes
And your long flowing hair With the lantern shining through your lips I slip on through my stare With your pink glass sunken past the walls You kiss my thistle eyes Can't you take me in Loch Ness Have your hair soaked in crystal skies Oh girlie, oh girlie Carve my name out on the elm tree sun Among the plastered burn shaded by woven fur Will you run my reaching fingers All around your swimming gill Sillouette me through the brush strokes Of your naked whirling figure Oh girlie, oh girlie I am to ask you "Can't you cast me in your spell" And live my dream along days Lost inside your spring shell For my time is swiftly sliding Down the rainbow of my youth Won't you make me while i pittle yers Can't tell us all the truth Oh girlie |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Hey Francesca you gave me no warning
hey Francesca, tiptoes in the morning thanks for leaving the sunshine thanks for leaving me thanks for being all mine thanks for being free |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
The bumble bees stumble
The butterflies tumble The birds on the water-line stare The heavens have crowned her The star grass grows round her her dreams fill the very still air Just east of the sun where our loving was done I can still see her breasts on the edge of the morning I can still taste the salt in her hair |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
I once held a lantern of love in my hands
She was all I could see Kicking the brown leaves of childhoold around us We danced the deep sea That welled from the spring of the boy that I was Held in her flame Feeling her learning Watching her burning To see the first man I became Little lady Who made me Was it you Or is it that old unforgiveness That I can't forget I was her warchild and she was my wildcat We lived in a dream Woke up for summer unfolding the secret And broke up downstream Facing the current that said that we couldn't Go on Tearing the seed out With sharp tongues And no doubt Before it was born Little lady, etc Sometimes I cry in the flood of my guts Laughing in sadness Bursting with rage in the wounds of revenge Bleeding forgiveness It isn't you love or anything new I just tasted It's myself standing Standing watching me, Getting hung up Spaced and wasted Little lady, etc |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
If you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, When the rivers freeze and summer ends, Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, To keep her from the howlin' winds. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, If it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, That's the way I remember her best. I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed In the darkness of my night, In the brightness of my day. So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
No good pretending girl
You were for spending The rest of your days round my neck Well I'm not that strong And my time isn't long And my love isn't something to wreck I wish we could share But you'll never be there (with me) Having those kids with one man Milk his frustration And get his submission And weep and wear black when he's gone Well I'll see you again by accident Or maybe I'll see you again I'm feeling the reasons for why I went Like mountains between now and then I wanted to help, but I couldn't stay And I flew, what else could I do? I needed to stop you from falling in love that way I didn't have it for you No way No way (that way) I left you stony With dreams cold and bony I know how it feels, I've been there I was your only You fault you're so lonely A face with a permanent stare And all I was wanting was friends and good hunting But you want my soul behind bars Well love isn't jealous or bitchy and callous She's here for us all and she's ours Well I'll see you again by ...... |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
The naked flames of cracking dawn come searing through with cruel scorn
To furrow wounds across each frown inside the breast of love's sad clown Who chases fleeting silhouettes with swollen dreams and rising sweats Who taunts and bluffs the savage god with a broken heart and a hanging head. I would we were but I wish in vain to have you here to hold again My blood boils ice in deep despair but worse of all you couldn't care Remember when the world was ours and at our feet ten thousand stars Who saw us then could now relate who would have guessed, this was our fate. I'm sorry that you thought of us as painful and superfluous But please don't think I'm that thick skinned to want my seed in any old wind I can't believe we'll just exist as figments of each others past Where is it at to get to this, when lawyers lurk where lovers kiss ? The alter of October stands with opening arms and dripping hands Unveiling storms, collecting skies and gathering leaves to whisper sighs As from the pulpit summer shrinks and hope of us together sinks As fast as all those burning lies, and just as hard to memorise. The ages pass with the flick of a thumb, love has lost and pride has won But through old destruction flies new dawn and I rode the winds into the morn. |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
I thought I heard the sound of my name and I looked back down behind me
And with hair like the ripened wheat she came, sure as the west wind to find me And just for a moment I wished my life to see our friends all around us And I turned to her but I held my breath in the far Norwegian mountains. For there we stood two children of spring as everything seemed to be gleaming Her looking breathless clean out of my mind and me with my crazy dreaming To think of my friends underneath the same roof in one common destination When all we do is remain aloof like we have no close relation. And love is my torment and I'll take when I can But I'll give in the moment when you are my woman and I am your man. And I watched her makin' her first daisy chain as her nipples hung hard in suggestion And naked, gnat-bitten we drifted fain in the hazy deserved sensation And we dreamt of all the loves we'd known and we never never thought of the sorrow With forelocks wound over primrose down in the wood by the emptin long barrow Two silver greenflies to flicker the backdropping, lush of the emerald springtime To lust for a moment in love of another is dust on a dragonfly's wing. And love is no torment for we'll give when we can And we'll live in the moment when you are my woman and I am your man. And the blackcap sings and the forest rings, the nettles tall around me With shafts of sun and moving things and poems fast and slowly And fantasies of luscious thirst for new lust and fresh waters to seek it Like diamonds set in realities of skies drawn back in secret But somewhere out there with my heart in her care and her prayers in the breezes that caught them She sits like the earth as I fly to her arms like the showering yellows of autumn And love is no torment for we'll give when we can And we'll live in the moment when she is my woman and I am her man. |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Davey, oh Davey
With seashells on our ears We spun a web of voices We danced a day of years Yesterday marooned us Making for today We spun along times tide line As he washed us both away |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
The kettle's on, the sun has gone, another day
She offers me Tibetan tea on a flower tray She's at the door, she wants to score She dearly needs to say I loved you a long time ago, you know Where the wind's own 'Forget me nots' blow But I just couldn't let myself go Not knowing what on earth, there was to know But I wish that I had 'cause I'm feeling so sad That I never had one of your children Then across the room, inside the tomb, a chance has waxed and waned The night is young, why are we so hung up in each other's chains? I must take her and I must make her while the dove domains And feel the juice run as she flies Run my wings under her sighs as the flames of eternity rise To lick us with the first born lash of dawn Oh, really, my dear, I can't see what we fear Sat here with ourselves in between us And at the door, we can't say more than just another day And without a sound I turn around and I walk away |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Once I was anothers lover
Now I am my own Trying to call myself a brother Living here alone Maybe if you came to see me Wishing I wasn't so blind Sitting here thinking to be free Maybe we'd all change our mind She is kind and beautiful I am young and strong We have never met each other But it can't be long Oft' I have slept by her window Often I whisper her name And wonder that words in the wind blow Happy that hers are the same |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Locked in mortal combat as the future shadows loom
The guardian of my spirit fights his way across the room To where the sick majority infest the myths of doom But the lanterns of children hold firm in full bloom And we'll walk a long long way Oh, together. Though we found ourselves that way Long before we knew. Ah, but you know the way its worked I feel that when I laugh it's with your soul. And when I cry..........................It's you I ride inside the purple dawn collecting golden dew That falls from citidels of dreams I shake whilst flying through Creation's key seems just in reach, ah but then its overdue But as darkness surrounds us I'm reaching for you. Far across the universe the goblins of the night Sometimes corner sunrise and keep it out of sight And wandering the crossing minds, hallucinating light Is the dream that I have of you holding me tight. |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Through the window
Just a wall Shapes are forming Blackbirds call Early morning spirits Moving hands Tick-tocking ages In the half-light of the still Before the lark Where I can feel my shadow Touch your silence In the dark Sleeping at the wheel Reaching for oceans before us For us to feel Together, tonight Playing eagle Firing eyes Ever willing Sweet surprise Welling in the belly Of their chase Tracing out the angel In the half-light on your face Before the lark Where I can feel my shadow Touch your silence, In the dark Sleeping at the wheel Reaching for oceans before us For us to feel Together, tonight Then suddenly I hear you say "Time to get up It's gone midday, Cup of tea love" And I realise I must have dropped off Drifted into dream before the lark Yielded to the ether of our secret world In the dark |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
As I walked over North Botley copse
I saw a fine lady ghost across the tops With a ring on her finger and the wings on her toes She can have music wherever she goes Those were the days in the cradle of our love Those are the days I dream of sweetly Those were the days and I thank the stars above The flycatcher, the cherry tree, the chestnut coal fire sea As the last hope of sunshine embers on the hill At the end of all the rainbows where the timeless legends dwell A ghostly coach and four love, storms the midnight rain As silently aurora almightly refrains Those were the days in the cradle of our love Those are the days I dream of sweetly Those were the days and I thank the stars above The flycatcher, the cherry tree, the chestnut coal fire sea |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
I thought I saw a swallow land
Upon my hand on summer day I thought I saw my true love standing In the sand One old may day I thought I hear the dolphins sing 'You gotta bring her back On summer day' See her run along the tide line Where the trade winds blow Feel the breath of summer In her hair, oh! Underneath the shooting stars I've wished and would you know I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand On summer day I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand on summer day But here in cold midwinter's night Another light has come to play Steals across the misty sky And bye and bye She'll maybe stay Can there ever be again again Another spring Will the birds forever hold us On the wing Light the fire in our home of hearts And hear me sing I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand on summer day |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
Here comes the patter of rain on my window
I've woken again to the world on my pillow Wondering how I can beg, steal or borrow A girl who won't fight me but quietly follow. Straight as a die and as clear as a crystal I come from a temple as trod as a footstool To hiding a brothel inside a cathedral The man in the mirror, the fool in the ideal. Pulling apart with a speechless unweaving Dignity reels in the hearts of the grieving Walking the touch line twixt truth and deceiving A tear in a smile and a while wrenching leaving. Oh help me now, my long lost love, the dusk has drawn my soul Relishing the autumn Maybe it's the tragedy in loving that I live Cherishing the lonesome. I'd like to dance and sing my song upon a summer mountain With just a quiet girl along for daisy petal counting To set our sails into the West, the dream of all our forebears To where the sun is at his best, gathering us lovers. Oh help me now, my long lost love, the dusk has drawn my soul Relishing the autumn Maybe it's the tragedy in loving that I live Cherishing the lonesome. Cherishing the lonesome Cherishing the lonesome. You stand in the doorway with tears in your sorrow Saying there must be some way to tomorrow And just for a few hours I think I can borrow A girl who won't fight me but quietly follow. |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
So now you tell me that you're leaving, my friend
And I can but leave you Into your world blowing There isn't time to say goodbye Nor would I ever wish to You brought me a very many good dreams, my friend And I'll smile beside you For I know I saw you The two halves of our spinning mess Covering our laughter And time may spread it's woven whirlwind, my friend Far beyond our hearing Through eternal raging And yet I hear our voice of love Above the loudest madness So now you tell me that you're leaving, my friend And I can but leave you Fare you well Fare you well We'll meet again along those paving stone Patterns of our living And was it gold or is it silver, my friend? I can hear you crying Through the mist you stumble And when you've taken that last sun We'll watch it in the darkness |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
There was a time
When you ran after me And we could run I took you for granted In my fantasy (but) Those days are gone I love you I love you I love you My darling and I miss you so I'll shed these last tears tonight On your pillow For without you I am a shadow I will not make One more tomorrow Since you've been gone I've been wasting away in agony Reliving memories of many a day You'd say to me I love you I love you I love you My darling and I need you so Will you lay me down tonight On your pillow For without you I am a shadow Please help me through True love tomorrow I've got so got so down I feel paralysed I'm hardly here Nailed to a nightmare That's immobilized Living in fear I love you I love you I love you My darling Out I feel so low I don't trust myself tonight On your pillow For without you Life has no meaning Without you My hear will break Without you Your helpless shadow Just might not make One more tomorrow |
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from Roy Harper - Songs Of Love And Loss Vol.1 & Vol.2 (2011)
We're just spinning leaves
In the flight of dawn Little girl Falling through an eternal horizon of time But as we lie here I'd like to think That all we've got will be ours forever Don't you think we're forever I can hear a voice On the wings of my dream Little girl Melting me into love as it touches my heart But sheltered in the distance of your sleep Is all that I could love in a lifetime Don't you think we're forever Open your eyes To the call of the winds Little girl Can't you here them all saying I'll always be yours Lying in the misty morning sun The pillow of the night still beneath you Don't you think we're forever |