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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar | |
| Summer
was gone and the heat died down And Autumn reached for her golden crown I looked behind as I heard a sigh But this was the time of no reply. The sun went down and the crowd went home I was left by the roadside all alone I turned to speak as they went by But this was the time of no reply. The time of no reply is calling me to stay There is no hello and no goodbye To leave there is no way. The trees on the hill had nothing to say They would keep their dreams till another day So they stood and thought, and wondered why For this was the time of no reply. Time goes by from year to year And no one asks why I am standing here But I have my answer as I look to the sky This is the time of no reply. The time of no reply is calling me to stay There's no hello and no goodbye To leave there is no way. Summer was gone and the heat died down And Autumn reached for her golden crown I looked behind as I heard a sigh But this was the time of no reply. |
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| Nick
Drake:
vocals and acoustic guitar Orchestra arranged and conducted by Richard Hewson |
| I
was born to love no one No one to love me Only the wind in the long green grass The frost in a broken tree. I was made to love magic All its wonder to know But you all lost that magic Many many years ago. I was born to use my eyes Dream with the sun and the skies To float away in a lifelong song In the mist where melody flies. I was made to love magic All its wonder to know But you all lost that magic Many many years ago. I was born to sail away Into a land of forever Not to be tied to an old stone grave In your land of never. I was made to love magic All its wonder to know But you all lost that magic Many many years ago. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| Joey
will come to see your flowers Joey will come to while away your hours But she will tell you you're not so good for her She wouldn't be there if it could be that you were. Joey has loved but never shown her tears So she may laugh in the autumn of your years And when you're with her, you'll wonder if it's true All they said of a world without you. Where she may come from Where she may go Who she may run from No one will know Why she was late may trouble you some Still you wait for Joey to come. Joey will come when once more it looks like snow Joey will come when it's really time to go And you may smile when you find that you've been wrong You thought you'd found her but she knew you all along. But Joey will come to say hello. Joey. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| Who
has dressed you in strange clothes of sand Who has taken you far from my land Who has said that my sayings were wrong And who will say that I stayed much too long? Clothes of sand have covered your face Given you meaning but taken my place So make your way on down to the sea Something has taken you so far from me. Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies To see the earth through painted eyes To look through panes of shaded glass See the stains of winter's grass? Can you now return to from where you came Try to burn your changing name Or with silver spoons and coloured light Will you worship moons in winter's night. Clothes of sand have covered your face Given you meaning but taken my place So make your way on down to the sea Something has taken you so far from me. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar Version of the song included in Five Leaves Left album. Go there to see its lyrics. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| Mayfair
strange in the morning light, Mayfair strange in a summer night, Mayfair strangest in the afternoon. Mayfair stretching far above, full of fame but lacking love, Could it be we see the Mayfair moon? Mayfair strange across the park, In the day or in the dark, There's no need to walk or even run. Mayfair faces clean and nice, But beauty here is cold as ice, Could it be we see the Mayfair sun? Mayfair strange at every hour, Hidden frowns with mystic power, Starry heights and golden throne, Down below you're on you're own. Mayfair strange for passers-by, Sights of wonder for the eye, Could it be they'll pass by again? Mayfair calling far and near, For even trees are wealthy here, Could it be we hear the Mayfair rain? Mayfair strange in the morning light, Mayfair strange in the summer night, Mayfair strangest in the afternoon. Mayfair stretching far above, full of fame but lacking love, Could it be we see the Mayfair moon? |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar Version of the song included in Bryter Layter album. Go there to see its lyrics. |
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| Nick
Drake:
vocals and acoustic guitar Version of the song included in Five Leaves Left album. Go there to see its lyrics. |
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| Nick
Drake:
vocals and acoustic guitar This song was written by the american singer-songwriter Robin Frederick. |
| Well
I wake up in the morning Look at my clock It's way past noon time Now I'm late for work. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing go right with me Must be I've been smoking too long. Well I go to find me some breakfast But I ain't got no food Take me a shower But the water don't feel no good. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing go right with me Must be I've been smoking too long. I've got opium in my chimney No other life to choose Nightmare made of hash dreams Got the devil in my shoes. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing go right with me Must be I've been smoking too long. Well when I'm smoking Put my worries on a shelf Don't think about nothin' Try not to see myself. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing go right with me Must be I've been smoking too long. Well in this blues I'm singin' There's a lesson to be learned Don't go around smokin' Unless you want to get burned. Tell me, tell me What have I done wrong? Ain't nothing go right with me Must be I've been smoking too long. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| Deep
down in the depths of forgotten dreams So far away so long ago it seems The memory comes of a distant beach Pale sand stretching far from reach It was then I found my princess of the sand. As I traced the foam, pebbles beneath my feet I looked behind, I saw this one so sweet She came to me and I saw in her eyes The heavy toll of a thousand sighs I called her my princess of the sand. She stared at me and my mind was in a maze As we moved along in a summer sea-dream haze She moved her mouth but there came no sound The message she brought can never be found But I called her my princess of the sand. One moment we walked with the night breeze in our face Then I looked, she'd gone, of her presence there was no trace Where she went or came from who can know Or if she'll ever return to help me know Who she is, my princess of the sand. Sometime when the summer nights come back I'll go back to the sea, follow that sandy track I'll look around, hope to find That strange young dream, close behind I'll call her my princess of the sand. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| And
now you know my name But I don't feel the same But I ain't gonna blame The rider on the wheel. You know my song is new You know it's new for you I tell you how it's true For the rider on the wheel. And round and round we go We take it fast and slow I must keep up a show For the rider on the wheel For the rider on the wheel. And now you know my name But I don't feel the same But I ain't gonna blame The rider on the wheel The rider on the wheel. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| A
black eyed dog he called at my door The black eyed dog he called for more A black eyed dog he knew my name A black eyed dog he knew my name A black eyed dog A black eyed dog. I'm growing old and I wanna go home I'm growing old and I don't wanna know I'm growing old and I wanna go home. A black eyed dog he called at my door A black eyed dog he called for more. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| Why
leave me hanging on a star When you deem me so high When you deem me so high When you deem me so high. And why leave me sailing in a sea When you hear me so clear When you hear me so clear When you hear me so clear. And why leave me hanging on a star When you deem me so high When you deem me so high When you deem me so high. |
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| Nick Drake: vocals and acoustic guitar |
| Voice
from the mountain And a voice from the sea Voice in my neighbourhood And a voice calling me. Tell me my friend my friend Tell me with love Where can it end it end Voice from above. The sound on the ocean wave And the sound in the tree Sound in a country lane Say you can be free. Tell me you crowd you crowd Tell me again Tell me out loud out loud This sound is rain. Tune from the hillside And tune full of light A flute in the morning And a chime in the night. I know the game I know the score I know my name my name But this tune is more. Voice from the mountain And voice from the sea Voice from in my neighbourhood And a voice calling me. Tell me my friend my friend Tell me with love Where can it end it end The voice from above. |
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