Тексты песен Al Stewart

What if you reached the age of reason Only to find there was no reprieve? Would you still be a man for all seasons Or would you just have to leave? We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty Not

Said the apple to the orange I wanted you to come Close to me and kiss me to the core Then you might know me Like no other orange Has ever done before

Lucy worked a different club every day, And though she put her mind to it, Her heart was never in it, She stayed around just long enough to get paid, She won't pass the time with you, she can't stay a

Oh I just came back from Haarlem On the very last day of Autumn Made it through the customs, took the bus into town The flat looked cold and empty The chairs unused and dusty Just a few old letters an

Every evening you come Around here In your cloak of lies Half-believing I sit and listen As you offer up the prize Pick up your smile Just go faithless friend There is no pleasure Waiting here for you

One day you fell Down from the sky You oversaw things Forgot how to fly You're an angry bird Walking in circles all alone Angry bird Now you don't belong You stagger round Don't like the air Don't lik

Long before I ever saw The frost upon your face I was haunted by your beauty And it drew me to this place I felt the chill of mystery With one foot on your shore And then and there resolved to go Wher

I could have gone to Cambridge with Lionel I think I tried to raise a pound Just to see the University And find the scenes she hung around Is your mind a menagerie Perhaps, I mean it's hard to say A p

Al Stewart - Candidate Inside the lonely building Sits the candidate His speech is typed and ready The hundred-dollar plates Sit on deserted tables Beneath fluorescent light But no one comes to hear h

al Stewart - Candy Came Back Candy came back to amazing acclaim Saying if this is love give me more of the same The people were waiting in crowds for the sight Of her face in the car driving into the

Al Stewart - Carol Sometimes it seems unimaginable That you were every any other way With your white rose face and your orphan clothes, Embroidered jeans and silver chains You're a well known face in

al Stewart - Cleave to Me Constancy dwells in Realms of perfection I hear the call Life is free and love is all Cleave to me Harmony holds forth Pleasures abounding And love is free Neath the weeping

The coldest winter in memory was 1709 The sea froze off the coast of France all along the Neptune line By the lost town of Dunwich the shore was washed away They say you hear the church bells still as

Delia's gone And the days they run so slow Here in the islands Delia's gone It's the only thing you know Here in the silence Fine rain combs the sand The first breath of winter across the land Try but

Shots split the night, a bullet lodged in his brain He must have died instantly, he felt no pain A crowd quickly gathered to the feast of the gun Waiting for the ambulance and cops to come Hm mmm mmm

I prefer fantasy to reality, that's what you said to me Whenever we'd talk watching the world go by You don't act in defy with any thing they try to make you say or do. Here in a warm cocoon, under a

With your photographs of Kitty Hawk And the biplanes on your wall You were always Amy Johnson From the time that you were small. No schoolroom kept you grounded While your thoughts could get away You

In the center of the field stands the favorite player The ball comes floating in They say a silent prayer for him Fifty yards away A minute left to go The reflex at his watch Oh, oh-oh-ohh He cuts int

Al Stewart - French Laundry King Louie never had it so good He lived like royalty should He was winin', dinin' Taking in the French laundry" No revolution's gonna keep me awake." Marie said

In Gloucester Cathedral, on Saturday night I came to your flower show, blown like a kite And I stood by the tombstones, and gazed at the lights On the altar And the horse-faced old ladies and tweedy-t

We opened the door To see the coming of the trains Across this land of plenty We suddenly saw The ghostly horses of the plains Their saddles empty Struck to stone beneath the moon These figures still

I was surrounded by a large hippopotamus And nine of it's friends who declared Quite a lot of us Are feelingrather blue And we don't know what to do I turned away but the large hippopotamus Said that

Al Stewart - How Does It Happen Oh, kid you're in a terrible state You better pick yourself up before it gets too late You're into phyiscal fitness and emotional fatness You think you're an actress, y

I can't understand She let go of my hand And left me here facing the wall. I'd sure like to know Why did she go, but then I can't get close to her at all. Though we kissed through the wild blazing nig

'Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology' She said as she stepped on my instep 'I could show you New York with a walk between Fourth Street and Nine' Then out of her coat taking seven harmonicas

It's a shame about Stalin, the curator said He really was one of the best Just look at the detail on that head Too bad to melt him down with the rest But since they wrote him out of the history books

They said "God Bless the Prince of Wales Let let us hope that he prevails." The souvenirs provide details Of distant monarchy Moving through the human tide With the Princess at his side Trib

I was watching TV late last night And a scene transported me Long gone figures came back to life In a documentary Though I saw them dance for joy I was sad I missed that show If I had a time machine I

Party hat and satin dress Silver paper curled in her long black hair Tapping one small elegant shoe in time Oh, the way she plays with them Smile at one, then dance with another Pretty soon they're fo

Paul Gervaise picks up the Herald And sees the face of Zelda Fitzgerald She's part of the scene Of life between the wars The tropic sun is sticky and warm And it bakes the head of Somerset Maugham Who

Oh come away from the day, here I stay Living on the bottom of the sea Down metal snake corridors steely grey Engines hum for nobody but me No sound comes from the sea above me No messages crackles th

I got a letter; it came in the mail today I saw by the stamp it was written an ocean away No need to open it, I know what it must say I'll just go back to the dream I was having Before love went astra

Al Stewart - Lord Grenville Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn It's time to haul the anchor up and leave the land astern We'll be gone before the dawn returns Like voices onthe wi

Prince Louis Battenberg is burning the Admiralty lights down low Silently sifting through papers sealed with a crown Admiral Lord Fisher is writing to Churchill, calling for more Dreadnoughts The hous

When the great collector found her She was just a girl She rang a chord inside him And he stole her to the centre of his world Many wished they could be in her shoes But she surely did know how to hav

And I think of you now As a dream that I had long ago In a kingdom lost in time In a forest of evening The archer is bending a bow And I see you bring him bread and wine Down the legions of years The

You say with best intention, lets throw away convention Set sail across the water, to find the tides of fortune I say please understand it, dont' let our love be stranded Upon the midnight rocks, upon

She never learned her lesson She had to have it all It was a real mixed blessing I don't believe she saw She liked to keep them guessing Sometime later on She'd gather her possessions and be gone When

Al Stewart - Modern Times Hello old friend, what a strange coincidence to find you It's been fifteen years since we last met, but I still recognised you So call the barman over here, and let us fill o

This is the Mona Lisa talking Out on the street where love goes walking Into the shadows that can't hide you Here is a voice that speaks inside you Go home, pretty baby, go on home, pretty baby You wi

How pleasant to know Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures You open the book and it's true The world is a lot more myster

Your father sailed on the Murmansk run To guide the flocks of the ships home one by one Grey beneath the Arctic sun Or the glow of Northern Lights I see you have his photograph His eyes are watching f

Al Stewart - Next Time He heard the clatter of her heels in the street, The clock said half-past three He lay there waiting in the dark to hear The scraping of the front-door key He wouldn't say to he

It was a night meeting: somewhere in a troubled land. They came with no greeting; left without a shaken hand. Nearby the town sleeping was unaware of what was done. No need for watchkeeping, they'll b

Meet me at the station underneath the clock Carry an umbrella, no need to talk The man in the homburg, hding in the fog Will be watching Get yourself a ticket, go through the gate At seven forty-five

In the east the wind is blowing the boats across the sea And their sails will fill the morning and their cries ring out to me Oh, Oh Oh, the more it changes, the more it stays the same And the hand ju

I can well recall the first time I ever put to sea, It was on the old "Calcutta" in eightteen fifty-three. I was just a lad of fourteen years, a midshipman to be To make my way in sailing sh

Oh your pictures they don't really do you justice little girl For you're careful not to let the camera touch your private world And there's just a hint of sadness in your smile through the dark As you

The fishing boats go out across the evening water Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border The wind whips up the waves so loud The ghost moon sails among the clouds Turns the rifles into silv

Al Stewart - One Stage Before It seems to me as though I've been upon this stage before And juggled away the night for the same old crowd These harlequins you see with me, they too have held the floor

In my darkest hour just before the dawn There's no sound from the empty street But sleep won't seem to come to me All your words in my head Linger on and on They've come to steal my time away Till the

I was a post-war baby in a small Scots town I was three years old when we moved down south Hard times written in my mother's looks With her widow's pension and her ration books Aneurin Bevan took the

I never was one for talk I keep things to myself Let everyone ramble on When people get to reminiscing I'll always be the one to listen But now I need to find those missing words. I love Princess Oliv

Did you ever have the feeling You're the only person living in the world And people that you see Are one-dimensional and never there at all Even just the commonplace Warm familiar greetings are a lie

To Catalina on a fishing boat We call it Henry Cisneros We got no money but we stay afloat The jellyfishes don't scare us You're telling everybody life's a ball Too many pleasures to mention You do a

Al Stewart - Roads To Moscow They crossed over the border the hour before dawn Moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay Waiting for orders we held

I sent my majordomo to your amanuensis To ascertain your feelings, and strip away pretenses And then a few days later, you sent back your vizier And though he spoke quite courtesously His meaning wasn

We met on the beach amid rumours of war, your hair in your hand, what you saw you won't say as the newspapers blew in the wind. I can see you're one of that kind who carry 'round a time bomb in their

Before the phone hits the receiver You're halfway to the door The voice said 'get out while you can, There's just ten minutes, nothing more' Time only for the essentials Better gather them and run The

So here we stand at the edge of 1984, bracing ourselves once again For the storm approaching as those who long before huddled in caves from the rain The enemy's face is so hard to see, sometimes it se

Al Stewart - Sand In Your Shoes YOu always were a city kid though you were country raised And back in some forgotten time we shared the cold north days But the simple life was not your style, and you

The Gothenburg streets were like silver sheets As I kicked my feet through the snowy world And in that land there I held the hand of my Scandinavian Girl We stood as part of a bleak facade Though the

Sergio came to California In the days after the war So long ago Bought some land Thought to plant a vineyard Like the one he used to know So long ago The sleepy valley was a land of farms and horses H

And in the last days of the world of plastic records He takes the car into town He hears the voices of salvation through the static Just turns the volume down A chain link fence round a boarded up arc

Al Stewart - Sirens Of Titan I was drawn by the sirens of Titan Carried along by their call Seeking for a way to enlighten Searching for the sense of it all Like a kiss on the wind I was thrown to the

Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk Disappearing into the booze shop Rainbow queues sta

"Oh I know that you are an artist" she said "For you make your songs out of clay You carry the dust on your hands and your face You never quite brushed it away You were trying to chisel

Look out, look out, Phoenix cried My time must be at hand I'm feeling cold and I don't know why The ground moves where I stand All the lies she gave to me In words that twist and bend Now the only pla

On a Christmas cake day one Friday in August In a book shop in Charing Cross Road I first set eyes on a girl and at once I didn't know She had eyes like a poet and hair like a rainbow Reflecting the l

Oh you slipped away from the harbour side In the morning bright and clear And your sails were filled with the rising wind And you laughed for all to hear But you never glanced at the ragged dance Of y

Oh you slipped away from the harbour side In the morning bright and clear And your sails were filled with the rising wind And you laughed for all to hear But you never glanced at the ragged dance Of y

You put your tongue in the ear of the night Expecting rejection but finding instead A certain connection that left you surprised And then gave you electrical thoughts in your head Emboldened by this y

Al Stewart - The Elf I sat upon the evening hill the shadows set the night grew still And as I sat guitar on knee a voice of flowers called to me sing, sing to me your song sing, for I belong to the n

This place is so far away From what passes for civilized life No shops and no cars and no city lights Just a river of stars Over the southernmost ocean so cold A small group of rocks, seagulls and ice

I have heard the news from Spain Now you say you've many things yet to be learning And you don't know if or when you'll be returning It depends on how Everything works out If it can somehow In Carvaja

I came upon two strangers on a black and white TV in a hotel room called nowhere, in the dead of half-past three. Their eyes met across the captain's table, both trying to resist, but just weren't abl

The wands of smoke are rising From the walls of the Bastille And through the streets of Paris Runs a sense of the unreal The Kings have all departed Their servants are nowhere We burned out all their

Upon this day, if all else fails It seems we'll have to face the truth I believe for my part in this thing I really did love you. What you loved was love itself And trying to make a lie come true I be

On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running Like

Three mules came over a hill They were dragging a cart Creaking, it seemed to be falling apart Laden with millions of dreams It weighed more than they thought They never noticed the wheels getting cau

It was late in December, the sky turned to snow All round the day was going down slow Night like a river beginning to flow I felt the beat of my mind go Drifting into time passages Years go falling in

In the sapling years Of the post war world in An English market town I do believe we traveleed In schoolboy blue The cap upon the crown And books on knee Our faces pressed against the Dusty railway ca

She says she works "in government" Though her job is ill-defined She's a registered Republican With a bitter chocolate mind She sometimes lives in Washington She always lives in hope She dri

I'm leaving my home in Europe behind Heading out for a new state of mind New York town is calling to me Dollar an hour from the company Warren Gameliel Harding Alone in the White House, watching the s

Old man Bodey sits on his own by the side of the bar Drinking slowly, resting the boots that he's carried so far Once was a gambler, 5-card poker rambler, That the wise men knew as a slippery deal And

On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running Like

Alright, you saw me in the International Times You've got my picture in your book You tell your friends not to call at weekends And now you wear that far off look Alright, you stole your mother's best