Well,
I remember the day…
On that hill in Marseille
Your soft dress blowing
And the sky so blue
All the way around you
High above the weather
Talley ho…
You’re just there, on them birds in the evening
As they fly onward…
Drinking wine in the shade
At your father’s place
And them jack-rabbit stars
10,000 days I have lived
But never one so often
I seem to save it for you darling
But you don’t know
You’re just there, on them birds in the evening
As they fly onward…
Then we meet down Abercrombie Street
In the heat of the Spring
And all the memories it bring
They roll around in me
Looking for an opening
Like a little ball that’s broken
Talley ho…
You’re just there, on them birds in the evening
As they fly onward…
Intimate and unique. This album plays well with a bottle of Syrah crunched up in your finest pair of headphones with candles lit in a steamy bubble bath. sig
Powerful vocals and affecting lyrics, this is magnificent stuff. Thank you for sharing your art with us Reb!
Clearly, I am late to the party, but happy to be here now and will listen quietly from my corner so as not to break the spell. theUtmost
Very exciting album. Nice compositions (complex, but never for the sake of it) und interesting choices in the sound department (for example double tracked drums). Meyer zum Mischen