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Amongst Anenomes
03:57
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Sheep in the meadow, don't stray too far from the fields
Cows in the courtyard, you heed the farmer's call
Farmer's boy, you work hard while you're young
Hear me well, hear the song from the sea
Old black crow, beware the scarecrow
Too much rain, will drown young crops again
Hear me well, hear the song from the sea
Hear me well, hear the song from the sea
Sleep, has brought me to the sea
Here I sit amongst anemones
Here kind sir, some flowers from the sea
I, am here, amongst anemones
Wishing well, your pail is dry
Young lovers have stood by your side
Faithful dog, you please your master well
You follow where 'ere he tells
Hear me well, hear the song from the sea
Hear me well, hear the song from the sea
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2. |
Raven
02:37
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Sad eyed lady with your raven, there upon your shoulder
You have watched me for some time, though I am young you are older
Do not let a streak of fate that might now be waiting
Bind together that which should never have been created
Tell your raven, fly away, for soon we must be parted
Tell it to fly silently so neither of us notice
I am young, you are older, time it will not change
Strong though I am, I will crumble, only to be parted
I have given nothing to you, you nothing to me
And in the hours of the daytime, we both know it must be
I once was young, you are the same, now equal we will be
And in the distance, our black raven flies aimlessly
Aah...
Aah...
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3. |
Fly On Strangewings
04:26
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Many's the day, many's the night
I've walked until I thought everything was right
Many's the time, I've walked to town
Thinking new faces will bring me up, from feeling down
Fly on Strange Wings, you choose to hang around and muddle everything
And all the while he's somewhere gathering
Layers of life, without me
Last Monday's papers, lie on the floor
Things lay antique since your last visit here before
If there is no one and you need someone
Our old friends will know how to get in touch with me
Oh, Fly on Strange Wings, you choose to hang around and muddle everything
And all the while he's somewhere gathering
Layers of life, without me...
Oh, Fly on Strange Wings, you choose to hang around and muddle everything
And all the while he's somewhere gathering
Layers of life, without me
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4. |
Mayfly
03:35
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Oh the mayfly, that swum the waters, has now opened its wings to the sky
It lifts its head up and in a short while, will sail the wind, oh by and by
It's opened its wings and caught the sunlight, it's opened its wings and caught the breeze
Oh such splendour and such colours shine like raindrops through its wings
It's left the flowers, it's left the lakeside and soars around the hawthorn tree
It spends the day in perfect splendour, unbeknown to you and me
Soon it's dying, the day is over, very soon without a sound
It will fall down love, to the ground love and die amongst the summer grass
Oh how can it be, that such a small thing, that never does a moment's harm
Should fall down love, to the ground love, never more to sing its song
It's falling down love, to the earth love, I hear its song across the wind
Oh the mayfly that sailed the wind love, has closed its wings to the sky
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5. |
Alan's Song
03:20
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When, we were young, we used to climb up in the orange tree
You would look around and tell me all that you could see
You'd be tall and strong, you'd bang your drum
And tell me how, you'd go to war, and all around the sound of laughter
When, we were young, we used to climb up in the orange tree
You would look around and tell me all that you could see
And now, the garden, seems so small compared to yesterday
The years have flown, our dreams have gone and the oranges, they are still growing
When, we were young, we used to climb up in the orange tree
You would look around and tell me all that you could see
You'd be tall and strong, you'd bang your drum
And tell me how, you'd go to war, and all around the sound of laughter
And me, I'd have a house, whose shadow fell tumbling 'cross the water
And all around, would be the sound, of falling leaves and laughter...
When, when we were young
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6. |
Bad Magic
03:20
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She use to make confessions to the priest who sat within
Now she believes in magic signs and cards and stars and things
It's bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Don't you try to understand her, she might just pull you in
She wears black shrouds and flowing veils
When you see her, you can't help but believe those tales
It's bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Don't you try to understand her, she might just pull you in
She was once full of pretty thoughts, like books and flowers and hymns
Just lately we've all noticed that the sign are changing
It's bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Don't you try to understand her, she might just pull you in
You'll shake hands with the devil, say hello to hell
If I were you I'd let her play her games by herself
It's bad magic, bad magic game she's in
Don't you try to understand her, she might just pull you in
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7. |
Clippership
02:48
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He told me he was a singer, from far across the sea
He'd sailed on a clipper ship for nigh on a million leagues
He talked about the places he'd seen and memories that belonged to him
And though I never had been there, well in my mind he took me there
In my mind he took me there, all along he really cared
And together we shared memories
In my mind he took me there, all along he really cared
And together we shared memories
He swam in the ocean, to the bed of the sea
He took a pearl from an oyster shell and gave it to me
He caught me a fire-bird one with colours rare
And plucked for me a feather to wear in my hair
He plucked for me a feather, one with colours rare
And Oh! The feathers looked so fine in my hair
He plucked for me a feather, one with colours rare
And Oh! The feathers looked so fine in my hair
But the music it played on and the singer sang his song
And it rang to the highest tree, "Wait for me."
And the singer sang his song and the Clipper ship sailed on
Leaving just the wild sea birds to keep me company, yeh!
In my mind he took me there, all along he really cared
And together we shared memories
In my mind he took me there, all along he really cared
And together we shared memories
In my mind he took me there, all along he really cared
And together we shared memories
In my mind he took me there, all along he really cared
And together we shared memories
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8. |
Five Of Us
04:08
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Frosted evening safe inside, there were just we five
The Moon hung high reflecting light which lined the heavy skies
Words and music mingled with the scent of food and wine
And conversation turned back to images in time
Smoke hung like curtains all around us
We talked and thought in rhyme
And who knows for that one moment
Time stopped time, stopped within time
There were only five of us, we had no thought of time
We just watched the fire dance as only fire can
There was no-one over my shoulder, no-one to do me harm
I'm not ashamed to close my eyes and let the thoughts turn round
All around the whitewashed walls shadows climbed up and down
Just like in a nightmare they circled us around
All of us deep in laughter until we could laugh no more
And finally to watch the early morning sun
Now filled with uncertainty
We go with the time
Wishing we were back again
Wishing time to turn
There were only five of us, we had no thought of time
We just watched the fire dance as only fire can
There was no-one over my shoulder, no-one to do me harm
I'm not ashamed to close my eyes and let the thoughts turn round
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Cream filled sands corrugated by the ocean's hand
Took a walk down to the market street
Jumble sales and all the usual stalls
Passed a corner cafe where I sometimes like to eat
I like to sit and watch them load the ships
So I sit in the sun against the harbour wall
Made a necklace out of the shells of different kinds
Picked from the harvest that the tide had left behind
Reflections of a day nearly done
And I still wonder who has lost or won
Hear the shingle, hear the gulls sing
An overture that leaves me smiling
A daydream shaken by a sailor's laugh
And I smiled back though I tried not to
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10. |
Mrs Adams
03:29
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Have you heard the news today, Mrs Adams has passed away
No more shall we pass the time, sipping on the home-made wine
No more shall we pass the time, sipping on the home-made wine
No more shall we pass the time, sipping on the home-made wine
Have you heard the new today, my dearest friend has passed away
All I have left is a biscuit tin, the one she kept her photographs in
All I have left is a biscuit tin, the one she kept her photographs in
All I have left is a biscuit tin, the one she kept her photographs in
Yes I've heard the news today, Mrs Adams has passed away
I have seen her room is dark and I have seen her curtains shut
I have seen her room is dark and I have seen her curtains shut
I have seen her room is dark and I have seen her curtains shut
No more shall we pass the time
Yes I've heard the news today, I had no chance to say goodbye
She hadn't finished telling me all about her holiday
She hadn't finished telling me all about her holiday
She hadn't finished telling me all about her holiday
No more shall we pass the time
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11. |
Fly Me To The North
03:24
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Fly me to the north, to where the gentle lilacs never bloom
To where their fragrance never once again will enter my room
To where the whiteness is the only thing that I can see.
I just don't want to have to feel your sadness all around me
Fly me to where the branches of the tall oak tree can't shield me
To where the butterfly will never again, fly past me
To where the moonbeams cannot light the sadness of your face
To where the cold will numb my heart, so that you cannot hurt me
But on the way I will stop, by the bluest of all seas
I will find me a sea-smooth shell
And I will listen to the softness as I put it to my ear
To my ear, to my ear, to my ear
Fly me to the north, to where the gentle lilacs never bloom
To where their fragrance never once again will enter my room
To where the whiteness is the only thing that I can see
I just don't want to have to feel your sadness all around... me
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12. |
Away From The Family
04:51
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I don't mean harm, I don't mean wrong
But I love this house like the family
But the same old mirror, in the same old hall,
Shows old reflections of me
There's letters from across the sea, wish you could be here with me,
Photographs and magazines kept in boxes and tins
And things to pass the time away books to read no toys to play
Attics full of yesterday, where I pass my time today
I've got to get away from the family,
Though they say they love me
Got to find myself new company,
Go to do that just for me
I've got to get away from the family,
Though they say they love me
Got to find myself new company,
Go to do that just for me
Can't remember any other home, than the one I've lived in here
I can't remember any other street, than the one outside here
Same room same bed same chimney, the same pictures looking at me
Same curtains in the hallway, where we used to play
There's things to pass the time away books to read no toys to play
Attics full of yesterday, where I pass my time today
I've got to get away from the family,
Though they say they love me
Got to find myself new company,
Go to do that just for me
I've got to get away from the family,
Though they say they love me
Got to find myself new company,
Go to do that just for me
I've got to get away from the family,
Though they say they love me
Got to find myself new company,
Go to do that just for me
I've got to get away from the family,
Though they say they love me
Got to find myself new company,
Go to do that just for me
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13. |
September Song
03:32
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14. |
Swallow
04:23
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15. |
Chicago radio spots
02:05
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Music from Marianne Segal & Jade UK
Fly on Strangewings: The Anthology, Marian Segal & Jade. Released on August 25th 2017. A deluxe 3-CD edition. This new package offers a second disc of early recordings of Marian with fellow Jade member Dave Waite. Disc Three brings the story more up-to-date with solo and The Marian Segal Band recordings. Available at www.cherryred.co.uk/product/fly-on-strangewings-the-anthology/ ... more
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