Fotheringay
How often she has gazed from castle windows all And watched the daylight passing within her captive wall With no one to heed her call The evening hour is fading within the dwindling sun And in a lonely moment, those embers will be gone And the last of all the young birds flown Her days of precious freedom, forfeited long before To live such fruitless years behind a guarded door But those days will last no more Tomorrow, at this hour, she will be far away Much farther than these islands, for the lonely Fotheringay
Mr. Lacey
Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine Please, Mr Lacey, let me work your loving machine Will you let me control the handles, you know it’s the best thing I’ve ever seen Well, Mr Lacey, where’d you learn just what to do? Well, Mr Lacey, where’d you learn just what to do? Can you fix me up now with a teacher, I wanna become an inventor too Why, Mr Lacey, why d’you do the things you do? Why, Mr Lacey, why d’you do the things you do? It’s true no one here understands now but maybe someday they’ll catch up with you
Book Song
If she knew what I see while I’m watching Would she know where to smile, what to say When she leaves from her book to be with me Where’s her mind as she stands while I play She left behind names in the pages And the time she took out they stayed here Now she thinks that she maybe should tell them Of my book and the places she’s been Now she’s looking at me while I’m writing Does she know where to smile, what to say When she leaves from her book to be with me What’s she thinking about while I play
The Lord Is In This Place
No Man’s Land
Hey come and make it easy Hey come and make it back It’s no use to be free If lies are all the truth they see They’ll screw up what you do When you’re through Hey come and make it easy Hey come and make it back If you need a friend And you need a way to lose the end You know a place for you When you’re through Hey come and make it easy Hey come and make it back It’s no use to be free If lies are all the truth they see They’ll screw up what you do When you’re through
I’ll Keep It With Mine
(originally by Bob Dylan)
You may search at any cost But how long can you search for what’s not lost? Everybody will help you Some people are very kind But if I can save you any time Come on, give it to me I’ll keep it with mine I can’t help it, if you might think I’m odd If I say I’m loving you, not for what you are but for what you’re not Everybody will help you Discover what you set out to find But if I can save you any time Come on, give it to me I’ll keep it with mine The train leaves at half past ten But I’ll be back tomorrow at the same time again The conductor, he’s weary He’s still stuck on the line But if I can save you any time Come on, give it to me I’ll keep it with mine
Eastern Rain
(originally by Joni Mitchell)
Rain comes from the east one night We watch it come To hang like beaded curtains till the morning sun Water dripping from our clothes You, with raindrops on your nose Ask me sadly, "Please don’t go away, love" "Till the rain is done," I say, "I’ll stay now" Rain outside but inside we don’t mind at all Shadows by the fire Slowly climb and fall Kisses fade and leave no trace Whispers vanish into space None will send me on a chase to nowhere What matters if I were the first to go there? Morning comes up from the east We watch it come And far away now rolls the angry rain god’s drum You, with daybreak in your eyes Afraid to speak for telling lies I watch you search for some reply to lend me But when the rain is done we’ll stop pretending
Nottamun Town
In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town When the king and the queen and a company more Were a-walking behind And riding before Come a stark naked drummer A-beating the drum With his hands on his bosom come marching along Sat down on a hard, hard cold frozen stone Ten thousand stood around me Yet I was alone Took my hat in my hands For to keep my head warm Ten thousand got drownded that never was born In Nottamun Town, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down Not a soul would look up Not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town
Tale In Hard Time
Take the sun from my heart Let me learn to despise I’ll show you another who cannot tell lies The blind man can’t see Who demands to his eyes I’ll show you another who sings as he cries I cannot be whole As the beggar who sighs I’ll show you another who knows as he dies
She Moves Through The Fair
My young love said to me "My mother won’t mind And my father won’t slight you For your lack of kind" And she laid her hand on me And this she did say "Oh, it will not be long, love Till our wedding day" And she went away from me And moved through the fair And fondly I watched her Move here and move there And then she went onward Just one star awake Like the swan in the evening Moves over the lake Last night she came to me My dead love came in So softly she came That her feet made no din And she laid her hand on me And this she did say "Oh, it will not be long, love Till our wedding day"
Meet On The Ledge
We used to say "There’d come the day we’d all be making songs Or finding better words" These ideas never lasted long The way is up along the road, the air is growing thin Too many friends who tried, blown off this mountain with the wind Meet on the ledge, we’re going to meet on the ledge When my time is up, I’m going to see all my friends Meet on the ledge, we’re going to meet on the ledge If you really mean it, it all comes around again Yet now I see, I’m all alone, but that’s the only way to be You’ll have your chance again, then you can do the work for me Meet on the ledge, we’re going to meet on the ledge When my time is up, I’m going to see all my friends Meet on the ledge, we’re going to meet on the ledge If you really mean it, it all comes around again Meet on the ledge, we’re going to meet on the ledge When my time is up, I’m going to see all my friends Meet on the ledge, we’re going to meet on the ledge If you really mean it, it all comes around again