Sunday, November 04, 2007

Tale Tales & True - Trust

A great band I used to listen to when I was young and impressionable was Tale Tales and True.
This particulary song above any of their others holds something for me. I can't find anything on Youtube and I would love to hear this again, but all I can find is the lyrics...

Trust
Blue dawn, cold day feels like Sunday

But there's no rest for some

No time, winter's round the corner
Lift that weary head
And those limbs that feel like lead
Don't say the season's at hand
When the hunter is the hunted
And the mystic widows weep
Today I saw a crystal vision
Mirrored in a stream where
Stealthy lovers creep
I have no reservations now
Into her open arms I would gladly cast myself
Into that wishing well on a hill
By her summer house
She said people are confusing
When they get what they want
They just throw it in the corner
It's true they can doSuch ugly things in the name of honour
I know that a fragile trust
Can be torn to pieces
By a world ever changing
But you know what they say
No pain, no gain....

Into her open arms I would gladly cast myself
Into that wishing well on a hill
By her summer house...

Obi -

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