[Vintage54]

 
   I wasn't going to post this so soon after my last one, but what the hell. The idea came to me at work a couple of days ago, and i've just this minute added the finishing touches. Hope you like it.

                            She means more to me than moving on.

              It seems like i've spent all my time just leaving
              I don't know, so please don't ask me why
              I only know i got that restless feeling
              Every time the wild wind passed me by

                 But right now my feet are firmly planted
                 Right now it seems my wanderlust has gone
                 I've found a steady woman, with the wild wind in her soul
                 And she means more to me than moving on

              On Scotland's rugged shores i've drank the thunder
              Grazed on the beauty of the Highland Glens
              Rolled out east between The Wash and Humber
              Worked the fields down in the lowland fens

              Turned eastward when i heard the valley's calling
              Hung my hat a while among the Welsh
              Panned in vain for silver in their water's
              Then turned again to look for something else

                 But right now my feet are firmly planted
                 Right now it seems my wanderlust has gone
                 I've found a steady woman, with the wild wind in her soul
                 And she means more to me than moving on

              A voice inside said take a trip to London
              But the wisdom of those words i had to doubt
              The madness that i found there just confirmed it
              That's one asylum i can do without

              Met all kinds of eyes when i was down there
              Some spoke of truth and others of deceit
              Some they shone with kindness, some just looked right through
              The lonely ragamuffin on the street

                 But right now my feet are firmly planted
                 Right now it seems my wanderlust has gone
                 I've found a steady woman, with the wild wind in her soul
                 And she means more to me than moving on

              Nowadays my fingers do the walking
              Walking to the buttons of her dress
              Slipping through the softness, of her valley down below
              Resting on the contours of her breast.

                               Vintage54

[Neil C]

Well Vintage I'm glad you did.
Some great lines in there, especially your trip round theses isles, the asylum and then you get all personal wandering at the ending, fab.
You'd have to work the third line of the chorus given its longer than the rest but easily done I'm sure.
Have a great xmas and keep them coming.
 
Neil

[hardtwistmusic]

Absolutely stunning wordsmithing.   

This is a bit too long for commercial success. . . but it's a wonderful, folky, Gallic kind of song lyric.

A yearning for the simple life leaps out at me. . . a desire for a simpler time and place. 

Maybe even a hunger for a simpler kind of music. 

I think this is a truly wonderful lyric.  I hope you will stay Gallic in your musical choices for it.

 

[Vintage54]

   Thank you, Neil and HTM, your comments are much appreciated. I know pride is considered a sin in some quarters, but i'm really proud of this one, think it's among my best.

                              Thanks again
                                     Vintage54

[adamfarr]

Hi Vintage
Lovely folky vibe going on here and everything works really well together. It's consistent quality all through and no fluff. really like the way things return in different contexts (wild wind, valley etc).
Being really picky "the wisdom of those words I had to doubt" might sound a bit stilted? Though maybe in a folky song it's totally fine...

[Paulski]

Hey Vintage

Yep - you're right to be proud of this one - good stuff.
Some lovely wordsmithing - you make it look easy
Now if I was a nit-picking b@stard I might have asked for "strolling down the buttons of her dress" but maybe walking said twice will ensure ppl understand it better.
Second thought that's not a big enough nit to even mention.

Country-folk I reckon?
Keep 'em coming!
Paul

[tomcrocus]

Lyrically i think it's superb and it's got great structure,
you're right to be proud of it,it's just great to be able to
read your words once again,
                                       best wishes Vintage,  Tom.

[igg]

Vintage,

I like the clarity and the imagery and ultimately your final destination!

I felt an excellent flow to the words and images though the verse

A voice inside said take a trip to London
              But the wisdom of those words i had to doubt
              The madness that i found there just confirmed it
              That's one asylum i can do without

might be left out and the next verse begin with something like:

"Met all kinds of eyes when i was down in London"

The experience of reading the lyrics is full and emotional for me...Certainly something to be very proud of!

Well Done As Always!

igg