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Heaven's Gate
02:57
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Heaven's Gate
To tell a tale of Heaven's Gate
It's like looking at God almost face to face
A magic moment of Time and Light
Where the day has joined with the night
You are the stars and you are the sun
You are the world and everyone
The smile of your lover is always there
Her hands and her lips are everywhere
I went there once, it was almost by chance
I'd a week behind me, driving through France
With my youngest son, he's a' hell of a guy'
We got back home and we said 'goodbye'
I went on my way to discover the world
She stood at the corner with a smile so wide
My heart missed a beat, quickened it's pace
I stood once again at Heaven's Gate!
This time I was blessed with a questioning kiss
She took my hand - and I'm telling you this -
The gates went open and we walked in
And what I felt there, I never could sing
You are the stars and you are the sun
You are the world and everyone
The smile of your lover is always there
Her hands and her lips are everywhere
I do not know if I go there again
You can never be sure and you never know when
She licked the wine from off of my lips
How could I have known, it was the last kiss?
You are the stars and you are the sun
You are the world and every-one
The smile of your lover is always there
Her hands and her lips are everywhere
Heaven's Gate is a wonderful place
Looking at God almost face to face
A shooting star, some dust from the sun
A glimpse of eternity and then it was gone!
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Lady of my Dreams
03:28
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Lady of my Dreams
I met you long ago
One morning in my sleep
You were breathless, full of passion
Then our lips did meet
There was no doubt, there was no guilt
Time was standing still
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
I drove around at midnight
But you were never there
I hung around in coffee bars
Couldn't find you anywhere
For all my restless searching
Didn't see what I had found
In the twinkling of a moment
Your eyes had captured mine
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
Deception of the light
I could swear you summoned me
So late into the night
On the threshold of a dream
I do not know, I cannot tell
I've chords without a tune
The embassy that I received
I believe it came from you
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
I saw the oceans in your eyes
and the sky above the mountains
The inspiration in disguise
The answers to my questions
You are priestess, you are queen
You are the rising sun
You are the gentle summer breeze
Upon the golden corn
If this is only in my head
And shaddows of the night
Then I could marry fantasy
And you would be my wife!
Eradicate the day
Take faith in the night
Then I could marry fantasy
And you would be my wife!
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
Lady, lady, lady of my dreams
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Utopia
03:28
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Utopia
I don't seek fortune and I don't seek fame
If I'm searching for anything, it's peace of mind
A simple living and a daily bread
Free from fear, free from dread
No climatic catastrophy, no child abuse
No drunken driving, no policeman's shoes
No fanatical religion, no Vatican dues
No-one telling you and me what to do
No teachers with nothing much to teach
No political conjurers with tricks up their sleeve
No preachers telling us what to believe
No parasites living from our deeds
Utopia, Utopia, an island with no shore
Utopia, Utopia, that doesn't know the name for war
No wisdom that is not wise at all
No words without the writing on the wall
No music, as hollow as a bell
No Art with the only aim to sell
Utopia, Utopia, an island with no shore
Utopia, Utopia, where no-one need ask for more
No currency, possession, no borders at all
No such thing as rich and poor
No parent who sells his child as a whore
No more fruit that's rotten to the core
Utopia, Utopia, an island with no shore
Utopia, Utopia, where freedom needs no law
I don't seek fortune and I don't seek fame
If I'm searching for anything, it's peace of mind
A simple living and a daily bread
Free from fear, free from dread
No climatic catastrophy, no child abuse
No drunken driving, no policeman's shoes
No fanatical religion, no Vatican dues
No-one telling you and me what to do
Utopia, Utopia, an island with no shore
Utopia, Utopia, where no-one need ask for more
Utopia, Utopia, an island with no shore
Utopia, Utopia, and I do not ask for more, but
Utopia, Utopia, an island with no shore
Utopia, Utopia, as children we have been there before
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1000 Miles to Reach the Sea
We started on the motorway,
Heading south, it was a brand new day
The rain beat on the windscreen
We were happy and on the road again
Elation came when the sun broke through
The rain clouds were were passing through
The motorway broke into narrow roads
As creative as road building goes
Castles hanging over rocks
Sweet lavender fields and sheep in flocks
Cathedrals, oh so very old
Then there came the Olive Groves
Stop we did, to eat and drink
Change drivers and to shake our feet
Gaze and gasp at the beauty around us
At the snow-capped hills, floral aboundness
Slowly clear to him and me
Without a a word, we were heading for the sea!
Maybe I said, "it's very nice here
Could imagine one day, perhaps next year
To stop at this place and give it some time
With its hills and gorges and plentiful wine
Shall I drive now, before it gets dark
A way to go, no place to park?"
He said to me - now I'm okay
You've been driving almost all the day
I have not my forefathers' brave
To build a boat and cross the waves
Where is home, where can it be
Is it when we've reached the sea?
The world is split up into two
The stay-at-homes and me and you
The place we found was almost rough
A spot to park, get water and stuff
Gravel ground, no villas in sight
Bamboo bushes and the stars at night
The sound of the sea was in our ear
We lit a fire and drank our beer
In the morning, when the sun came out
Then we knew what it was all about
To see the mountains across the bay
Smell the mock orange, anyway
We'd a thousand miles, him and me
And now, at last, we'd reached the sea!
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I Listen for you in the Morning
I listen for you in the morning
I listen for you at night
I can hear your heart-beat sounding
Your breathing, soft and light
Oh, my love stay close
My love do not worry
My thoughts are always with you
All my dreams are with you too
I'm watching you wake in the morning
I'm watching you wake from the night
I can see your eyes are opening
Then smiling in the light
Oh, my love stay close
My love do not worry
My thoughts are always with you
All my dreams are with you too
And it's when you are sleeping
It's then I like to see
Your breathing is keeping
That life so dear to me
Oh, my love do not worry oh, my love
I'm touching your hand in the morning
Still warm with the slumbers of night
I can feel your body moving
To hold and close me tight
Oh, my love stay close
My love do not worry
My thoughts are always with you
All my dreams are with you too
We're breathig the air of the morning
Still fresh with the fragrance of night
I can sense the smell of loving
Then taste, when your lips part
Oh, my love stay close
My love do not worry
My thoughts are always with you
All my dreams are with you too
And it's when you are sleeping
It's then I like to see
Your breathing is keeping
That life so dear to me
Oh, my love do not worry oh, my love
Oh, my love
My love
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Windsor
04:34
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Windsor
Cold gold against a blue-black sky
Windsor castle, I espy
Waving flag says the queen's at home
Left the palace, she's left the town
Fast cars, driven by stars
Dukes and Earls with their ladies in their pearls
Curls in their hair and the clothes to match
They don't worry which train to catch
To get to Windsor
Down on the river the boats do wait
Till the lock-keeper opens up the gate
All at once they are busy buzzing past
Make the most of a fortnight, go fast
Half past ten, the band moves in
Playing a tune for soldier tin
Coats and their busbies blowing in the air
It is for the tourists they are there
They come to Windsor
Boys from Eton are intent
On being one day in the Government
Or at ease with the world in their stately homes
Saturdays they can do the town
High above, a deadening noise
Airplane up there tearing the skies
Washington to London, London and back again
They don't see much, they have to hurry up
To get to Windsor
Shops are selling souvenirs
Pubs are serving real english beer
Cafés open up their door
Tea for two at half past four
Call at the castle, see the queen
She's often in, more usually seen
Waving at the world from her royal car
The Duke at her side they make a lovely pair
In Windsor
Cold gold.............
Windsor, everybody's going to
Windsor, Windsor town!
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Watching all the Ladies
03:59
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Watching all the Ladies
In the sultry heat of summer when the thought of work is farce
The cyclists are cycling their Marathon through France
Thunder clouds are holding off and city lights do shine
You'll find me at a corner Café, wine glass in my hand
I will be watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
The harbour lights are twinkling as the stars up in the sky
The waves are gently lapping up against the quay
When I come, the waiter smiles, he waves his hand at me
"This table is for you, sir," - the usual – I will say
I will be watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
Now, watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
It's not as if I'm lonely or searching for a bride
Many a pretty petal, this night will pass me by
And a gentleman gains pleasure as a Botanist studies flowers
What better way can you show me to spend these evening hours
Than watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by?
Oh but watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
And why are they all wearing such thin and delicate clothes?
Showing so much arm and leg and stomach, hips and toes?
Is it that they're just too hot or forgotten their coats?
Or maybe they're hoping some gentleman will notice
And is watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
Oh but watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
'Tis a harmless passtime and I am not alone
This Café where I'm sitting is the best placed here in town
There's a tapping on the cobblestone of dainty lady's shoes
Now the heads are turning and met with sweet perfume!
Yes, we're watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
Oh, but watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
Watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
Oh, but watching, watching all the ladies
Watching all the ladies passing by!
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8. |
This Town
03:28
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This Town
I was a stranger who came to this land
Came from an island into your town
Poor as a church mouse with no-where to go
I didn't know it but I'd found a home
I've never lived here but somehow it's home
It's like a magnet made out of stone
Don't have to go far to get what you need
Everything's local, if you know what I mean!
With every little word that I have read
With every single picture in my head
With every needy child that I have fed
When all is done and all is said-
I've come to love this town!
Know every café, know every street
Know every cobble-stone under my feet
Know all the church bells and when they chime
Know many faces, they seem to know mine!
You are my anchor when I need land
Sailing on rough seas, not running aground
You are my passion, the wind in my sails
You are my reason, the rudder I hold
Quo Vadis? Attempto! Quo Vadis?
I'm going home!
I was a stranger who came to this land
Came from an island into your town
Poor as a church mouse with no-where to go
I didn't know it but I'd found a home
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The Friend
02:58
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The Friend
You are the friend who came to stay
You are the friend who came this day
Bearing the lily-white on your breast
Bearing the lily-white flower of the field
You are the friend who asked me for bread
I gave you a stone, the street for your bed
Tiny children played by your side
Under the moon and the stars in the night
You are the friend who came to stay
You are the friend who came this day
Bearing the lily-white on your breast
Bearing the lily-white flower of the field
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Sunday Morning
03:36
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Sunday Morning
Ah, Sunday morning, Sunday morning has come to me!
Dreaming on a Sunday morning
Time goes by without any warning for me, ahaha!
Dipping in the timeless ocean of thoughts, ahaha!
Other people do their different things
There's the beauty of it all
And I hear the church bells ringing
Asking some to answer that call
I'm just sitting here, that's my way
Watching other people start their day!
Ah, Sunday morning, Sunday morning has come to me!
Misses Mathews
She's a-hanging up her washing
On a Sunday morning, and it's not allowed
But she does, ahaha!
Mister Jones
He's a-washing of his car
On a Sunday morning and it's not allowed
But he does too, oohoohoo!
It makes me glad to think
Rebellion still goes on
On a Sunday morning, here in town
It makes me glad to sing you this song
Ah, Sunday morning, Sunday morning has come to me!
Church-time ended, people mended
Time for going home or to the pub, ahaha!
'Course the men-folk drinking
And the women cooking
Oh, the men-folk drinking
And the women cooking
Food is burning
Now the tempers rising
Children shouting
Oh, the children crying
There's the rub
Yes, there's the rub!
Well, and that reminds me
It's my turn too, to put the dinner on
Here's an end
To this little Sunday song!
Ah, Sunday morning, Sunday morning has come to me!
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Lonely Road
02:47
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Lonely Road
The flashing of the fire-flies
To the rhythmn of the land
I can see her strange lips quaver
And always understand
The jabbering of foreign tongues
Is music to my ear
The idiocy of being odd
Is freedom for my fear
I'm on my own, my own
My own lonely road
My own, my own
My own lonely road
Living from your wits
Will always take it's toll
From day to day and hand to mouth
Slowly growing old
I'm the victim of my actions
Oh - it is a shame!
If I lose my sense of direction
There's no-one else to blame
I'm on my own, my own
My own lonely road
My own, my own
My own lonely road
No scape-goat, no-one to hate!
As a jester to the king
I'm a servant to my song
If dreams will have no wings
A market place no stands
"And if," he says "you fear yourself
Sing it, shout it out"
I heard myself sing softly-
The moon is up-side-down tonight!
My own, my own
My own lonely road
My own, my own
My own lonely road
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12. |
First True Love
02:31
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First True Love
Many, many years ago
When grass was green and sky was blue
Before the golden corn was cut
I found my first true love
A country girl, both fair and young
With a delicate voice and a lilting tongue
And a smile to win the proudest heart
She had already mine
When boy meets girl, things take their course
With hidden looks and smiling eyes
Where there's a will, there is a way
No-one had to try!
We danced the hours and we came near
And then, she whispered in my ear
"I have a key to a secret place
If you will just come here"
Holding hands, we went for walks
In the setting sun of timelesness
Sweet nothings were our twilight talks
Then we did make love
I can't remember a rainy day
We loved to hold each other warm
She was a mother to her child
And I was still so young
The summer passed, but not our love
And still we met from time to time
The paths we trod were different paths
Nothing was the same
The years rolled by, went on their way
What was left was memory -
What do I remember about her most -
She asked me that today
Her smile, her voice and exciting scent
And all that's in this song
Most of all that she had a boy
That I was so young
Her smile, her voice and exciting scent
And all that's in this song
Most of all that she had a boy
And that I was so young
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Julia & Chris Simmance Aix En Provence, France
Dear Music-Friends,
We are happy to tell you, that we are out there again, on the streets of South of
France !
Hopefully rather sooner than later we will also add some new recordings on our site here.
Greetings and till then,
Julia and Chris
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