Mother I can hear your foot-fall now
Soft disturbance in the dead-fall how
It proceeds you like a black smoke pall
Still the wanting comes in waves
And you delivered me from danger then
Pulled my cradle from the reedy glen
Swore to save me from the world of men
Still the wanting comes in waves
In waves
And waves
And the wanting comes in waves
And the wanting comes in waves
And I want this night
And I want this night
Oh
How I made you
I wrought you, I pulled you
From war I labored you
From cancer I cradled you
And now
This is how I am repaid
This is how I am repaid
Remember when I found you
The miseries that hounded you
And I gave you motion
Anointed with lotions
And now
This is how I am repaid
This is how I am repaid
Mother hear this proposition right
Grant me freedom to enjoy this night
And I'll return to you at break of light
For the wanting comes in waves
And waves
And waves
Still the wanting comes in waves
Still the wanting comes in waves
Still the wanting comes in waves
And you owe me life
And you owe me life
And if I grant you this favor to hand you
Your life for the evening
I will retake by morning
And so
Consider it your debt repaid
Consider it your debt repaid
Repaid
Repaid
I first heard this song in a record shop in Glasgow, the city in which I grew up.
It was the first time I'd returned for over a decade, and in that time I'd lost my mother to cancer, and also got into long term recovery from alcohol abuse.
Whatever the intended narrative of the song, the imagery and Shara Worden's voice, the time and place, gave it an emotional impact for me personally that has never since been equalled.
That riff reminds me of Jason Forrest's War Photographer - and the two tunes share a little of the video style. Both are fucking awesome, which helps too.
Khids! from the first cord, the female vocalist brought back memories of Grace Slick (White Rabbit) Jefferson Starship -
Lead male vocals; Herman's Hermits ; The End of the World.
group vocals ; this generations, "Mike's Chair," Let the Waters Rise.
Check it and see!
Can we talk about the music that accompanies the Forest Queen whenever it's her verse? Because that is musical perfection, it perfectly gives the feeling of a powerful and fickle nature spirit, and I love it!
Mother I can hear your foot-fall now
Soft disturbance in the dead-fall how
It proceeds you like a black smoke pall
Still the wanting comes in waves
And you delivered me from danger then
Pulled my cradle from the reedy glen
Swore to save me from the world of men
Still the wanting comes in waves
In waves
And waves
And the wanting comes in waves
And the wanting comes in waves
And I want this night
And I want this night
Oh
How I made you
I wrought you, I pulled you
From war I labored you
From cancer I cradled you
And now
This is how I am repaid
This is how I am repaid
Remember when I found you
The miseries that hounded you
And I gave you motion
Anointed with lotions
And now
This is how I am repaid
This is how I am repaid
Mother hear this proposition right
Grant me freedom to enjoy this night
And I'll return to you at break of light
For the wanting comes in waves
And waves
And waves
Still the wanting comes in waves
Still the wanting comes in waves
Still the wanting comes in waves
And you owe me life
And you owe me life
And if I grant you this favor to hand you
Your life for the evening
I will retake by morning
And so
Consider it your debt repaid
Consider it your debt repaid
Repaid
Repaid