vrijdag 4 september 2020

Neil Young - After The Goldrush/The Great Devide

                                         


                                  Het prachtige After the Goldrush, David Crosby en Graham Nash

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                     After the Goldrush 

Well, I dreamed I saw the knights In armor coming, Saying something about a queen. There were peasants singing and Drummers drumming And the archer split the tree. There was a fanfare blowing To the sun That was floating on the breeze. Look at Mother Nature on the run In the nineteen seventies. Look at Mother Nature on the run In the nineteen seventies. I was lying in a burned out basement With the full moon in my eyes. I was hoping for replacement When the sun burst thru the sky. There was a band playing in my head And I felt like getting high. I was thinking about what a Friend had said I was hoping it was a lie. Thinking about what a Friend had said I was hoping it was a lie. Well, I dreamed I saw the silver Space ships flying In the yellow haze of the sun, There were children crying And colors flying All around the chosen ones. All in a dream, all in a dream The loading had begun. They were flying Mother Nature's Silver seed to a new home in the sun. Flying Mother Nature's Silver seed to a new home. 

   

 The Great Divide van het album Silver & Gpld

"Great Divide" In the canyons of the great divide Familiar places that we can run and hide Are filled with strangers Walking in our houses alone In the great divide Nothing to decide No one else to care for or love In the great divide You won't fit in too well On the horses of the carousel She rides alone with you and me She rides like she knows Wherever she goes, we'll be there On the carousel Life is going well Anyone can tell, we're in love On the Carousel You're gonna like the way you feel You and I we got caught down there In the twisted canyons of the great divide We walked the floor Now we don't go there anymore In the great divide Nothing to decide No one else to care for or love In the great divide You don't fit in too well In the great divide Nothing to decide No one else to care for or love In the great divide You won't fit in too well

1 opmerking:

  1. Neil Young? Heerlijk. Haardvuurmuziek, melancholisch tot en met.
    Hoe we hem hier thuis noemen?
    Good Old Young.

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