MEDDLE - 1971


 

1. One of These Days
2. A Pillow of Winds
3. Fearless
4. San Tropez
5. Seamus
6. Echoes

Выпущено: Harvest SHVL 795
Выход: 11.11.71
Информация: Вышел на CD в 08.84 на EMI CDP 746 034-2. Переиздан на LP в 1985 Harvest (ATAK35). Также вышел в 1988 в США на Mobile Fidelity UDCD 518 как золотой ремастированный CD.


 

ONE OF THESE DAYS

One of these days
I'm going to cut you into little pieces

A PILLOW OF WINDS

The cloud of eiderdown draws around me
Softening the sound
Sleepy time in my life with my love by my side
And she's breathing low, and the candle dies

When night comes down you lock the door
The books falls to the floor
As darkness falls and waves roll by
The seasons change, the wind is raw

Now wakes the hour, now sleep the swan
Behold a dream, the dream is gone
Green fields, a cold rain
Is falling near the golden dawn

And deep beneath the ground
The early morning sounds
And I go down
Sleepy time in my life with my love by my side
And she's breathing low, and I rise like a bird
In the haze and the first rays touch the sky
And the night winds die

FEARLESS

You say the hill's too steep to climb, try it
You say you'd like to see me try climb it
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the tree-line
And the clouds I look down, hearing the sounds
Of the things you've said today

Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Mercyless the magistrate turns round, frowning
And who's the fool who wears the crown
Go down in your own way
And every day is the right day
And as you rise above the fear-lines In his crown
You look down, hearing the sound
Of the faces in the crowd

You never walk alone, you never walk alone
Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
And you never walk alone, you never walk alone

SAN TROPEZ

As I reach for a peach, slide a ride
Down behind the sofa in San Tropez
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from our love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
If you're alone, I'll come home

Backward and homebound, the pigeon, the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain on an aeroplane
Owning a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champagne like a big tycoon
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
If you're alone, I'll come home

And I pause for a while by a country stile
And listen to the things they say
Digging for gold with a hole in my hand
Hoping they'll take a look
At the way things stand
Would you lead me down
To the place by the sea?
I hear your soft voice calling to me
Making a date for later by phone
If you're alone, I'll come home

SEAMUS

I was in the kitchen Seamus, that's the dog, was outside
Well I was in the kitchen Seamus, my own hound, was outside
Well you know the sun was sinking slowly
And my own hound-dog sat right down and cried

ECHOES

Overhead the albatross hangs
Motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
Comes billowing across the sand
And everything is green, the sun beneath
And no one showed us to the land
And no one knows the where's of the why's
But something tares and something tries
And starts to climb towards the land

Strangers passing in the street
By chance to separate closes meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can
And no one calls us to the dawn
And no one forces down our eyes
And no one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun

Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
And no one sings me lullabies
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And crawl to you across the sky