Tablature Millpond album, And also the trees
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#****************************************************** **** AND ALSO THE TREES : The Millpond **** ****************************************************** Artist: And Also The Trees Album : The Millpond Simon Huw Jones : vocals Justin Jones : guitar Steven Burrows : bass Nick Havas : drums (some additional keyboards played by Mark Tibenham) produced by AATT & Richard Waghorn (1988) all songs written and arranged by AATT all lyrics by S.H.Jones ----------------------------------------------------------- @Song: The Suffering Of The Stream There is a place where she would always be Where the blossom snows between the cankered trees Holding his sour breath He knows she's there Watching the torrent as it flows Watching her soft white dress, it flows In the innocent breezes Smoothing the stones Watching her cold white dress, it floats He could see his love like a long forgotten dream He could see his love veiled beneath the stream He could see his love grow pallid and suffer as he weeps His tears fall around her in oil-rainbow streaks He could see his own reflection cloud the stones There is a place where she will always be Where the blossom floats above her through the reeds Where cling the willow roots His fingers reach Searching for her lost arms to seize Watching her soft white dress, it flows In the innocent breezes Smoothing the stones Watching her cold white dress, it floats @Song: Simple Tom And The Ghost Of Jenny Bailey The day flees the town with a drunkard's yell Silence from the slaughterhouse And the midnight bell Shudders down Shambles alley Slamming shutters And the market litter flies Newspaper acrobats, straw and rags Whirl up to Tom's window... And away Simple Tom looks out across the town Come into my shipwreck room Creaking beams and tilting shadows And the tallow-sticks burn High above the cobble streets Come into my shipwreck room Jenny Bailey We can see Tom's hand only Pulling horse-hair from the chair The candle splutters His pupil shrinks, his pupil grows You are my ghost Jenny Bailey Come and dance with me While the whole town sleeps Simple Tom looks out across the town Walk across the scaly roofs Look into my open window Oh, my rooftop girl Rats-tail hair and milky skin Glinting in the weather-vanes Jenny Bailey... @Song: The House Of The Heart You stand beneath a racing sky You don't know why you came to The house of the heart You sit amongst the whitered flowers By the dry fountains You look at the barren world around The house of the heart The lichen covered courtyards lions Stand restlessly beside you The great door it swings The house of the heart Remote and scarlet Say the clouds Vivid visions shatter down the spiral stairs Promises and perfection Solitude and despair You hear the tempest beauty sigh You don't know how you came to The house of the heart @Song: This Ship In Trouble The sails are torn We know only darkness and fear Lost eyes are searching... Searching still Oh, this endless dawn @Song: Count Jefferey For he is Count Jefferey For he is the servant of no man For he casts the shadow of fear For he is everywhere For he rides For he kicks For he takes For he leaves For he strides down the lime groves But sees only the road in front of him For he has done his duty You have done your duty Count Jefferey For he destroys For he gains For he takes For he hates And for he is the hated And for when he takes his prey He takes the lord's touch He counteracts the power of darkness For he counteracts the devil Who rides so briskly about his life But Jefferey you lack in spirit Hey Jefferey you are lacking in spirit Count Jefferey For he lies For he waits Open eyed and granite faced But what holds you from your sleep? Is it the gold clocks Or the nightingales you cannot hear Or the famine wolves outside your walls? Count Jefferey The portrait gallery is laughing Or is it the village babies crying? As the nightmare of life come true Where did you go That brought you screaming with the cockerels? Count Jefferey @Song: Shaletown On the blue-green rising, falling tide Breathing in the pebbles Sighing out the salt breeze Chaff is blowing from the stubble fields Leaving the dried earth land it threads the gate Tunnel hedges Old man's beard Sticking to the wild plums Old man's beard And follows the pot-holed tracks That lead to Shaletown The ox-man's soul forever turns around And ploughs the stubble field Caught in the lonely mile Between the roads to Shaletown He watches the chaff leave his dry brown eye And swing over rose-hip stile To Shaletown Under bronze-red sunset, cobweb clouds Dipping to the shadows Dancing through the dead trees Over carts that struggle up the hills Sticking into the sweat and blistered hands Nailed sacks flap From blackened walls Flailing arms to welcome From blackened walls In to the groaning heart of Shaletown The ox-man turns and walks into the wind Towards the ceaseless sea Ploughing the lonely mile As chaff settles in Shaletown The machines they groan and the hammers they pound As night falls on Shaletown The chaff settles in Shaletown @Song: The Sandstone Man The sandstone man I feel my head fall to the ground Gaping mouth and broken crown The sandstone man Through the bramble snakes That scratched away my face I see the clouds like blossom round the moon The sandstone man Nobody knows where I am I could utter my name to you From my nettle grave The sandstone man The rain erodes my crest My hands into my chest The sandstone man Nobody knows who I am But you know I am close to you I watched a tree grow tall and fall I saw you riding down the rainy lanes In november The sandstone man You have forgotten who I am The honeysuckle twists across my breast And I am happy I see the stinted willows by the frozen stream And the frost as far as eye can see But you have forgotten who I am Sometimes the sky is full of birds But mostly it is empty @Song: The Millpond Years As a voice beneath the millpond sings From her past the lost June days are woken And wind across the gorse slopes call Through years, where the darkness roars Until with wirl-pool panic heart she looks Out of the looking-glass And sees her standing by her side Closes her soft grey eyes Blurred hurried bliss And the smell of space Vanish through fires Oh save me from the softness of your skin I can see you in the millpond years Quietly singing And her voice across the millpond sings Slow falling days and afternoons Watching each other in the quiet looking-glass While the geese ripple above the moors The leaves turned an vanished with the storms Falling through each others eyes This tortured paradise Her emerald dress And the ivory sheets Like delicate muscles Sleep-walking through shapes that razor blind But I can still see you in the millpond years Quietly singing I can see you there
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